The Last Picture Show
The dogs and I took a walk along the trails at end of day.
We ran into our old friend, Woody, lurking along the Cross Trail.
The sun sets early down in the cove.
This vein of quartz formed when this rock was formed about 50,000,000 years ago.
Murphy and Sam enjoy a dip in the brook.
The patch of blue cohosh at the head of the cove below the waterfall has already bloomed and is now fruiting.
The next photograph was to be a closeup of a wake robin, a beautiful trillium that grows along the creek banks. Its flower always points down and, to make the photograph, I had carefully waded into the creek, aiming the camera up the bank, well above my head. At that precise moment, Murphy decided to climb the bank at full speed, striking the elbow on my right arm in the process.
I saw the camera in its upward trajectory. I saw the camera do a slow pirouette at the top. I saw the camera in its downward trajectory. I saw the camera come to a sudden and complete stop on a rock in the creek bed and immediately begin it's second upward trajectory. At this stage, I must have been taking a nap because I did not see the camera at the top. I did, however, see the final downward trajectory directly into the watery depths of the babbling brook. I saw the camera slowly drifting down the brook, bouncing from rock to rock along the way.
And, that's why you have now seen the last picture show from this, my third, Nikon Coolpix digital camera.
We ran into our old friend, Woody, lurking along the Cross Trail.
The sun sets early down in the cove.
This vein of quartz formed when this rock was formed about 50,000,000 years ago.
Murphy and Sam enjoy a dip in the brook.
The patch of blue cohosh at the head of the cove below the waterfall has already bloomed and is now fruiting.
The next photograph was to be a closeup of a wake robin, a beautiful trillium that grows along the creek banks. Its flower always points down and, to make the photograph, I had carefully waded into the creek, aiming the camera up the bank, well above my head. At that precise moment, Murphy decided to climb the bank at full speed, striking the elbow on my right arm in the process.
I saw the camera in its upward trajectory. I saw the camera do a slow pirouette at the top. I saw the camera in its downward trajectory. I saw the camera come to a sudden and complete stop on a rock in the creek bed and immediately begin it's second upward trajectory. At this stage, I must have been taking a nap because I did not see the camera at the top. I did, however, see the final downward trajectory directly into the watery depths of the babbling brook. I saw the camera slowly drifting down the brook, bouncing from rock to rock along the way.
And, that's why you have now seen the last picture show from this, my third, Nikon Coolpix digital camera.
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