This is apparently how it works: if I don’t have the camera, I don’t take the pictures. And, if I don’t have the pictures, I can’t find the words. Since my camera died, and left me with the replacement, I have gone from taking a 100+ pictures a day, to less than ten. It is not so much a writer's block, as a photographer’s one. No one is more surprised by this than me. Or frustrated. Insert curse word. Hell, insert two.