Today Was Supposed to Be the Day

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Today was supposed to be the day that I would go for a photo walk.  That was the plan when I woke up.  I dressed appropriately, put on my tennis shoes (Southern for sneakers), gathered all my camera gear this time, and headed for the lake.  The swamp roses, wild hibiscus, are blooming on the lakeshore—beautiful white and pink blossoms, some as big as my hand. 

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I was also testing out my camera and camera card.  I’m having some problems with the images.  It may be that my camera is just OLD.  The sensor may not be working properly, or something.  Anyway, things are not going well at all, and I’m not happy.

This morning things seemed to be going well.  I was able to get some nice closeups with my Lensbaby Sweet 35 optic with Composer Pro (yeah, it’s as old as the camera, I think). The lakeshore was not crowded.  There was a couple fishing near the edge of the church’s property, but I was going the other way anyway.  No problems with anyone being disturbed or interrupted or bothered.  It was getting hot, though, and it was only 9:30 a.m.! I walked down to the cross on the point, noticing that someone had left a very wilted wreath on the cross.  I’m afraid I’m not tall enough to take it down. Then, I headed toward another little neck of land to get some pictures of the yellow flowers.

That’s when my plans blew up in my face.  I stepped on a fire ant mound hidden in the grass at the edge of the path.  Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever been stung by fire ants, but their name in appropriate.  I must have had thirty or more of those little bugs crawling over my right ankle, and each one of them was biting me.  They were in my shoes, around the top of my sock, and heading for my knees!  I wiped, and I brushed, and I stomped.  Then I headed for home to get the Benadryl gel on those bites.  So, here I set hours later, my ankle a bit red and swollen.  For now, the pain is not bad, and the welts are not itching—yet. I hope I got the gel on in time.

And the result of my photo walk.  I had to discard about half of my pictures.  Some were just badly exposed because I have forgotten how to use my Lensbaby.  Others had that weird coloration, like this one I took earlier in the week:

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See that pink corner?  Yeah, that’s what’s happening with my camera.

But I think I did get some pretty pictures of the hibiscus known as the swamp rose.

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