Saturday, May 2, 2009


For the first time in three years I am without a camera of my own. My Minolta Konica is in Africa with my sister, and my Canon is in Virginia, once again, at the camera hospital. I suspect a tiny particle of dust is the culprit. I am surviving by borrowing my Dad's Sony and am contemplating shooting film with Dad's SLR Minolta. The borrowed cameras ward off acute withdrawal, but I still miss my Canon.

1 comment:

  1. so sorry you have to suffer through this time. Hope it goes quickly....