New Camera

You may recall that some time ago, I was bemoaning the fact that I needed a smaller digital camera to take along on rides and such. I’ve got a Nikon Coolpix 5400 which I love, but it’s just too big to fit comfortably in a jersey pocket.

Well, a couple of weeks ago, I decided enough was enough and started shopping for a smaller digicam. I wanted something that was small, ran on AA batteries, had a high ISO for low-light shooting, was a capable macro shooter and wouldn’t break the bank.

I found all of that in the Nikon Coolpix L12, which I got about a week ago from Amazon.

What a great little camera! It slips easily into a jersey pocket, produces fantastic images, has point and shoot simplicity but yet still offers a fair amount of creative control. The Nikon Coolpix L12 earns:

Crazy Greg's Seal of Approval

Old Fashioned Days

Balloon Glow, Xenia, Ohio
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So, this weekend was Xenia’s annual “Old Fashioned Days” festival (not to be confused with “Old Timers Days”, which is different; or with “Grumpy Old Bastard Days”, which I made up).

Every year the highlight of the festivities (for me, anyway) is the Balloon Glow. Well that and watching the illegally parked cars get towed away.

The best part is that all of this fun takes place literally a stone’s throw away from the homestead.

I Need a Smaller Camera

As I was getting ready to head out for a bike ride yesterday, I thought about bringing my digital camera, but decided not to, primarily because it doesn’t fit very comfortably into a jersey pocket, plus I was getting a late start and figured I wouldn’t really have time to take pictures, anyway.

Once I got out into the countryside I noted that the birds seemed especially active. First it was groups of Barn Swallows swooping down, time and again to catch bugs, then the Goldfinches were out en masse to flaunt their brilliant summer plumage.

Then as I rounded the sharp left-hand curve riding west on Stewart, there they were. Two fawns, contentedly munching grass in the field to my right, just beyond the split rail fence. They didn’t seem particularly concerned with my presence, so I stopped to watch them for a bit, expecting their mother to come rushing out to escort them to safety at any moment. A few minutes passed, their mother was still nowhere to be seen, and the youngsters’ grazing was actually bringing them closer to me, so I decided to ride a bit further around the curve to give them some space then went back to watching them. A few more minutes passed, a few cars drove by, and the two little deer continued to eat, despite my admonishment that they were supposed to be afraid of me and really should be running away.

Today I went for a ride again; same exact course, same time of day, same weather. The only difference was that today I decided to shoe-horn my camera into my pocket; well, that and the fact that were only a very few run-of-the-mill type birds to be seen, and, of course, no deer.

I did see the same lady walking by the park who just scowled at me yesterday when I said “Howdy” to her. Today I didn’t say anything. She scowled. Maybe I should have taken her picture.