My wife, Maria, was packing for an extended visit with our kids in
Not that all things are failures. I can remember when digital cameras began to become main stream. I had a couple of spirited discussions with my son Todd, who like me, was dedicated “wet film” photographer. In the early days, the quality was not in the finished product. It was good enough for record photo’s (family memory records), but totally inadequate for travel, and wall art work. My bag, I still have it, was about ten to fifteen pounds of bodies, lenses and other accessories. Now I carry a 5 meg Samsung digital and when I learn to use all of its capabilities, I will be able to do more with it than I could with my old bag full of tricks. This is due in no small part to the ability to manipulate the end product with Photoshop, but the down side is the
Maria and I both carry notebooks. No, to be clear Maria carried a Day-Timer, a sensible loose leaf bound notebook that fit her needs. I’m addicted to notebooks. I juggle placing my thoughts and observations in two sizes of Moleskins, an 8 ½ by 11 loose leaf spiral and two note programs on the computer. I also have three hardbound blank page books that I take on trips that chronicle in no particular order notes I take on trips. But like I say I have a problem walking past notebooks on the shelf of any store.
We now both carry
There are the cords for the MP3 player and the mobile phones. I have an AlphaSmart word processor that thankfully runs on
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