A quiet morning was followed by a peaceful few hours by the bay. I allowed stickiness with my old, much repaired camera to discourage me. Lens not closing and one lever sticking left me beyond gloomy till bedtime. I didn’t drop it this time, so perhaps it’s all leftover stuff from that last disaster.
The day was gorgeous and sunny. I read and G read while the world purred by us out on the bay. It looked as if half the boat owners in town came down to the water to play. I got a few good shots of a crowded harbor mouth, but they didn’t want to download to my computer. In this case, it was the computer. G suggested that some folks are technically smooth and others are technically rough. I appear to be in the rough sandpaper stage getting rockier by the minute.