John Hall frequently photographs his mid-Missouri surroundings and has been sharing his images with the Missourian for several years. Hall was also recently featured in a Columbia Missourian article, in which he reminisced about his days as a bat boy in the Kansas-Oklahoma-Missouri Baseball League. Hall's camera, which he has playfully named "Miss Nikon," broke earlier this week.
Well, since the bad news of Miss Nikon having to leave for California, for surgery, along with rest and recuperation, all manner of things have transpired. One of the first acts of keeping the photo fanz happy while Miss Nikon is out of commission was to go to the old camera section of my basement.
(If you can't see the slideshow embedded above, view it on Flickr here.)
I pulled out the Nikon Cool Pix 5400 and snapped a few that turned out less than awful. About the only ones kept were the first four photos in this set. I was working in a flower bed when a nightcrawler jumped through the mulch and attempted a quick get-a-way. I suspect you all know what it is so I won't waste my time and energy, both of which are limited, on the description of night crawlers.
In order to come up with the remainder of the photos I had to do the following:
1. Dumpster dive for a new camera.
2. Check with Washington to see if there was a program to replace broken cameras. (Seems to be a program for everything else.)
3. Get on the Internet and look for a "real deal."
4. Sit around and sulk in an attempt to get pity and eventually my way.
5. Do a full court press in the realm of begging.
I don't know what works for you but begging did it for me. I came up with a camera within two days. These often before type scenes from my backyard were taken with a camera that: Pick one
1. Is a model less expensive than Miss Nikon.
2. A model that is a mirror image of Miss Nikon.
3. A model that is of a different family than Miss Nikon.
4. A model that is one of those super-duper megapixel behemoths that everyone warns me not to purchase. (One exception to the rule is camera dealers.)
5. None of the above but rather some photos shared from the past.
If you selected the second option you'd know what I did. My daughter loaned me hers while Miss Nikon 1 is convalescing on the left coast. I was warned by my daughter not to mess with the settings on the camera she was loaning me. Then I recalled that I'm the one who set both Miss Nikon 1 and 2 in precisely the same manner.
So, the only difference in the photos, if you believe you see any, is that the camera used for this photo submission has about 98% less usage as the one sent to Shutter Memorial Hospital. I'm as sure the old shutter had a big shudder, when dropped, that made it stutter.
The English Cockers weren't all that pleased I was interrupting their morning snooze but they got over it. The next few photos are of the bumblebees in the hibiscus . With the heat still remaining above the century mark the cardinal in looks worn out. I would say he was "bushed" if August A. Busch still owned the St. Louis Cardinals but since the brewery family no longer owns the ball club, I'll desist from an attempt at punditry. I will say that the current cardinals, in St. Louis, look "bushed" about half the time.
Sometimes there isn't much to photograph and is an example of that. This shot shows a feather a robin left after a bath and a honey bee just hanging around the pool in an attempt to stay cool. On a strict water diet that bee is going to loose a lot of weight.
Of the more interesting creatures hanging out on the butterfly bushes and the zinnias are the skippers. In some of the shots you can see the "tongue" of the skipper in both the coiled and uncoiled position. The length of that tube almost allows him to reside in my yard and get the nectar from a plant in the next yard.
Well, that's my firecracker photos for this year. There isn't any chance that I'm going out and take fireworks photos this year. I suspect that once you've seen one set of fireworks photos, you've seen them all. I'm sure there is no way I could improve upon what has been taken by thousands of photographers for scores of years.
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