I could see bits of red in the now, almost entirely golden woods out back. While the birds are playing loop-the-loop in the new feeder, the trees decided it might be fall after all. We went out.
My camera doesn’t understand me and took 18 shots of every item for which I pressed the shutter totaling 721 pictures in less than half an hour. We went home and I got a different camera. This mad machine has gone wacko. It’s totally out of control! I’ve had the camera for three or four years but I do not understand anything. Truly, it’s the insane phantom camera.