Drought

It is surprising how quickly you forget the finer points of using a particular camera when you haven't had it for a couple of months.
I took the wee camera with me when a group of us met up for breakfast at the garden centre and I managed to make a mess of just about every shot I took ('Nothing different there then' I hear you say) .... like squirrel singing for her carrot cake in the cap she stole borrowed from Mr grumpy and the developing fish tank (which I really disliked when they started putting it together).

I couldn't even get a decent shot of the Lego tower that The Cygnet and I built from floor to ceiling whilst squirrel was in bed ......... it didn't last long after she got up (but longer than I expected if truth be told).

In the evening it was appraisal night at the camera club.
Before it started the appraiser stated to the treasurer that he thought standards were slipping.
We thought he meant with the images, but by the end of the evening we realised that he meant his.
I think it is fair to say that the general feeling was he was a flippant idiot who needs to get a new set of glasses.
The claimed that nearly every shot was out of focus - blacks and whites were not allowed you had to have detail in them even if the whole (obvious) point was there should be no detail - he couldn't recognise slow shutter speeds. I nearly wet myself when he said that the author should have waited until the log (which has been stuck on a small weir with about 2" of water going over it for years) had passed.
But his comments about the skulls in The Killing Fields Of Cambodia shot needing flashing coloured lights in the eye sockets and the picture of the Kelpies at Falkirk (not this one - it was much better) should have flames added coming out of their mouths really went beyond the pale.
I can see why he didn't take a fee.

Yesterdays 'delayed' entry has now been posted.