Just as we are heading out for some fall sight-seeing and I am in need of some photos of new jewelery the camer dies! The servos that operate the lens froze with the lens outward. Thought it was the batteries but it turns out to be old age. G double r "grr"! So sweetie goes out and buys a new camera and where is it always? At his house. Did we take it to the U.P.? No. why? Didn't know we were going. And where is my jewelery? Never where the camera is.
I'm sure it will be differnet when we get to the stage where we are in the same house. So I guess I am going to need some careful planning. Until then you'll just have to trust me that the last necklace, having a bit of a Russian Czarina flare to it, is stunning.