While my camera is having the internal lens stains removed, I am left with the suckiest of backups. I had no idea it would be this kind of hell being without my G9, that taking pictures is such a lifeline to me. Surprise. Because my photo-guy understands my torment, he has put a rush on it, so I only have to wait a week... I hate to be that ungrateful whiner that points out how it might as well be a year.
Today the light on the lakes was extraordinarily beautiful. I pulled out the backup to catch it, and for a moment there I believed we had reached an understanding. That this was the kind of shot it was made for. And then I got home and uploaded the wonders. If you think you smell something here, it may just be my frustration.