Fandango’s Dog Days of August #15: HOBBIES

From Fandango, here’s the question:

Today’s theme is “your hobby or hobbies.” Do you have a hobby? Do you collect things? Do you work on model airplanes? Do you whittle things from wood? Do you paint, take photographs, make pottery, create homemade greeting cards? Are you a Twitter troll?

In theory, the definition of a hobby is pursuit outside one’s regular occupation for relaxation. But the reality isn’t necessarily like that. For many people whose work is done to earn a living, a hobby is more than relaxation. It’s a chance to do something valuable and meaningful when professionally, your work can seem dull and ordinary. Of course, sometimes in the course of my profession (writing), I used my own photographs. Nothing you learn in life is a waste. Somehow, it will find it’s way into the work you do. No learning is a waste.

The Mumford Dam

I’ve been taking pictures “for fun” since I was 22. I know the year because it’s the year my son was born. A friend gave me a camera and the love affair began. Despite often not having the money for obvious necessities, I managed to get some great cameras and amazing lenses. True a lot of them are and were second-hand, but it’s amazing what great deals you can get on the second-hand market. The lens someone got as a gift or bought for himself and then discovered he never used it. It was too heavy, not fast enough … or duplicated other lenses. Cameras too. All my cameras were supposedly second hand, but effectively all of them were pristine and in their original boxes.

I have had other hobbies. I gave them up because they required space. I couldn’t keep all my pottery. Not unless I got a second house in which to house them … and wealthy people often do exactly that. Not being wealthy, I’m happy enough to still have a house to call my own. Garry and I also collected original art until we ran out of walls, shelves, mantels, and cabinets. We even ran out of friends to whom we could give the overload. I opened a business just so I could sell off all the stuff we had. In the end, I basically traded what I had for much nicer stuff … and made some money in the process. But still, these days when anyone is buying me something, I tell them that the are not allowed to get me anything that requires a piece of wall, a place to stand, or a cabinet for containment. In other words, how about a lovely card? Although I admit, that guitar owen got me was something else!

Handsome Blue Jay

Water plants along the river

Hobbies are expensive. Cameras and lenses, even at discount prices, cost money. Art is even more expensive. Antiques can kill you. At one point, I swear i owned a hundred teapots, but to be fair, 99 of them were gifts. I bought one, so everyone leapt on it and figured “She must love teapots! Let’s get her a teapot!” One day, I donated all of them to a shop that sold them to raise money for a children’s hospital.

The well-fed tiny chipmunk

Enjoy the photographs in this post. I just spent this entire day processing them. We are currently overrun with woodpeckers — Downy, Hairy, and Red-Bellied — as well as house sparrows, House Finches, baby squirrels and now, red squirrels. I think the birds and critters are another hobby. It has taken me awhile to acknowledge that it’s not just because I want to save the environment and take pictures. I love the birds and all the creatures. My palms get sweaty when I begin to run out of food. At least the birds and beasts give me a reason to have the cameras and lenses!

I think a hobby is whatever you do that brings you joy. It might actually be the work you do that earns your daily bread and monthly mortgage. Garry always felt privileged to be doing work he loved and there were times when the work I did filled me with joy. I read for relaxation, but I take pictures and write — and sometimes, make music — because I love it.

Fandango’s Dog Days of August

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7 replies

  1. I never knew anyone other than me who collected tea pots and tea sets. My tea hobby didn’t last very long, though, once I realized I had nowhere to display my finds. Eventually I gave most of them away; currently, I have one tea pot with a candle warmer tray that I keep on display with my other [few] knicknacks. I don’t even know why I saved that one, but it does look pretty sitting on the shelf (and would be functional if I ever had any guests). As for photography, I kind of figured I was becoming a wee bit addicted when I saw a picture of a camera and my heart started jumping (kind of like the first time you see the love of your life). I only have a few cameras, and no separate lenses, but the last time I made a purchase, hubby said, “What? Another new camera?!” Really, I needed one I liked and could use easily, and the prior one simply didn’t fit me. We’ll see how long this phase lasts.


    • I have a glass teapot with an infuser for making tea and another set which belonged to Garry’s mother. But I had nowhere to put them, even the ones I loved. Fancy teapots are pretty big. My mother was smarter. SHE only collected creamers, so her entire collection only took up a single big shelf.

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  2. Your photography is always excellent.

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    • Thank you. It has, over the years, given me so much it’s hard to resent the costs — which have been substantial and aren’t diminishing. There’s always a new lens, a new camera. Just like there’s always a new telephone, faster computer. It’s SO easy to get hooked on the technology itself.

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    • She”ll do, Pilgrim!

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      • Marilyn could’ve been the ace photographer for the Shinbone Star.

        She would’ve had EXCLUSIVE pics of the man who shot Liberty Valance…and Liberty puking his guts.


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