What?? What is going on outside?!
Just like that, the snow is gone, and fake spring is upon us. I don’t believe for a second that this weather is going to last, but I will enjoy it while it’s here.
It is the kind of weather that makes you pull out bright rubber boots.
It makes you run for your dolls…
and go play house in the bush.
It makes you look up, up, up, as you breathe in that fresh spring air.
It makes you splash in puddles (because you are never too old to splash in puddles.)
And it makes you wander home reluctantly, because going inside seems like such a shame….
Know what else is a shame? My camera. It’s smoking. For real. If we use the flash, a puff of smoke shoots out the top. What is up with that? Ben is hoping it will explode in his hands. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen, seeing as I am the one using the camera about 90% of the time, so it would be my hands that would get exploded on.
Part of me is sad. Broken camera = sad.
But…that means we have to buy a new one! Shall I follow my frugal self and my practical husband, and buy another little point-and-shoot? Or shall I follow my dreams and the encouragement of my husband (despite his practical side), and put all of my Christmas and birthday money into a fancy shmancy camera that would give me lots to play around with?
Any camera opinions out there?