When I stop to photograph something, Marty's constantly reminding me to look where I'm going and to watch where I'm stepping. As he knows, I get so absorbed in what I'm viewing through the lens I have no sense of what's arround me sometimes. I'm also a klutz. Case in point: I saw some flowers at the entrance to our subdivision that I wanted to photograph but didn't stop to do so on my way home. After dinner I asked Marty if he wanted to go with me back out to take pictures. He agreed and off we went. I snapped several photos and as often happens when I'm squatted down taking pictures, I lost my balance. USUALLY I manage to keep myself from falling over. NOT THIS TIME! Somehow I rolled over and landed flat on my back. I bloodied my knee, scraped my foot and as was discovered later, I busted a piece off of my sunglasses. I got up and resumed taking photos. The camera was not harmed. I was more focused on keeping it from crashing than myself! I managed to get into the fire ants more than once and now have my feet, knees and one hand covered in fire ant bites. Soon after the first few fire ant bites and right after my graceful fall I discovered all the photos I'd taken were for not. I didn't even have a flash card in my camera! This was not my night! But as is usually the case, I had a backup card in my camera bag and retrieved it and started over.
To top it off, now my nose is running, my eye is watering, and I'm sneezing....I guess I'm allergic to these flowers.
But, I'd still do it all again for a picture! :0)
