Much to Mac’s amusement and Daddy’s insistence that while Jesus can indeed heal it, it’s more of a mechanical problem that He won’t fix, the laying on of hands and prayer did not revive the flash on my beloved camera.
Rest in peace my third, wonderful Canon.
If you know me at all, you know I am almost obsessed with taking pictures of my family and friends. This is why I have a whole photo gallery hooked to this blog. I LOVE pictures. I love to take pictures and I love to look at pictures. I don’t even care if I know the people, I will look at pictures. I’m the weird one who wants to see everyone’s ‘vacation slides’. 🙂
On a happy note: Canon number four made its way home tonight. Thank you, Honey, for understanding my need to have a camera at all times. 🙂 Details on the new camera to come later…this post is in honor of Number 3.