Second attempt this year and I finally made it when the poppies were open. Kind of end of season, I hear, but still impressive.
Enjoyed playing with my new camera. I had hoped to get a new one before I head to Japan in October. I've been pretty happy with the Nikon Coolpix over the years. I was using my third, and not so impressed with it as the other two. I could never figure out how to turn off the function that provided light for night shots (meaning no night shots) and the colors were too often just washed out. I had pretty much decided to get a Canon Powershot when I was ready for a new one, especially if I could get more optical zoom than the 11x that I had.
Yesterday I was waiting for seating at a new restaurant actually in my favorite nursery in Newport Beach. The Farmhouse melds with Roger's Gardens beautifully. I was taken by the mix of woods - different colors, different saw patterns - used on the hostess station, so reached into my purse for the
Coolpix to snap a picture. As occasionally happens, my developing arthritis decided to team up with my lifelong benign essential tremor in what can only be called a spaz attack and I bobbled the camera to its dramatic demise. A rather end over teakettle flip directly onto the gorgeous stained concrete floor. On its lens.
I took out the memory card and battery and handed the camera to the hostess for disposal. Then, since I was scheduled for a run to the Antelope Valley Poppy Reserve today, detoured to the Best Buy for the premature purchase of the Canon. Happily, Canon Powershots were on sale this week - everywhere - and I was able to get the 40x optical for the same price as I expected to pay for the 18x. Too early to tell if I'm going to like the zoom as well (if I can take pictures of the full moon that turn out as well, I will be happy) but today's color shots are much better than I was getting.
I was a little worried on the drive out as the closer I got to my exit from the 5, the colder and more overcast it became. I turned back the last time because all the flowers were closed along the 138. But, as I waited in the one-in-one-out line at the preserve, the sun came out and happy poppies opened up for the show.
|I love the combination of lupine and poppy. This was the lone lupine on this trail.|
I bought my mom a new recliner that will be delivered tomorrow so I will take my papers to grade to her house. Thursday I'm having my termite-eaten French doors replaced so will be home all day. Am hoping to be able to plant my tomatoes and herbs and pollinator-attracting flowers while the guy works. That is assuming I can get all my papers graded tomorrow. Saturday is free and Sunday I'll be helping with Easter all day. Then back for my last 43 days until retirement.
Getting more and more excited, although I admit to some disjointed feelings as well. I suspect they are connected to my son and his dog moving out. It makes the transition even more dramatic.