Wednesday, June 03, 2015

Having recharged the camera’s battery I became curious as to what pictures were left on the chip when the thing died.

I then spent hours hunting down the camera cable. I found that I could not use the one I’d purchased Monday. As a matter of note, I couldn’t use any of the stuff I purchased Monday. I spent hours searcing drawers and other secret places for battery chargers and cables and disks for the camera.

I finally got the camera hooked to the computer and turned all on to go. Nothing. Nada. Niks. Ziltch. No pictures. More searching.

My computer, I found, had the same abilities with nothing. No programs on it to handles external picture devises. More searching. Finally found the disks for the Cannon EO5.  Finally found how to make them work. It’s been seven years since I’ve worried about pictures. Long time. I’ll have to relearn all.

So that was the morning. Fun times.

I’ve talked a lot  about Dog. I thought I’d share a picture of him, the all American Mutt.

What was:

IMG_0135

What is:

IMG_0153

And as soon as I get use to taking pictures in the dark without a flash, or light to focus the camera, I give you a picture worth looking over.

_____

From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s