Continuing my adventures with my new camera, with which I am so far very pleased, I have a few pictures to post.
The camera feels nice and chunky in my hand. If I remember to switch it back from macro, it focuses well and very quickly. I am slowly (and this will take a very long time I suspect) learning how it behaves in different light conditions. It has passed the white flower test, the one where some cameras just merge all the detail, and I love its snazzy red strap. Yes, I am that shallow.
I am not so keen on the way it charges. I would prefer to remove the battery and not leave the camera open and vulnerable with a lead connected, but I suppose that is a minor point. It woud be less minor if I had a spare battery.
I have accidentally photographed my nostrils, and the physiotherapist at the Hand Clinic (a whole new set of exercises, sponges and stretchy band thing) admired my new toy today.
Although the zoom is paltry compared to many little cameras, it is powerful enough for what I want. After all, I have my big Lumix with its array of lenses if I want to be serious about things.
Above all, I enjoy using it. So it is coming out and about with me, taking pictures of MasterB and things that catch my eye.
Over the past two days these have included:
Having reflected on successful blogging, I am now reflecting on my photography habit. I have missed having a point and squirt so much. I have always felt that one of the best things about being a journalist is that it is a licence to be nosey, and I think I just like being nosey with a camera.
I said I was shallow.