I found a new victim for practice with my new macro camera lens. Mr. Swiss did ask me what I was doing now and again in between writing my blog yesterday afternoon, he was perplexed. He has reduced his photographic talents to his mobile phone. Now and again he has to delete photos because the phone does not have the capacity for so many. If I take a photo with my mobile phone I usually delete them on the same day, after uploading them on my web hosting site. I also have a cloud somewhere, but I am not to keen on relying on those clouds. I do not like things being taken out of my control and the cloud tends to collect computer items constantly. It gives me a strange feeling not to know how this is happening and where my private life is raining down afterwards. Mr. Swiss did warn me about belonging to Google+, but my WordPress stuff is programmed by me to appear in Google, as well as Facebook, automatically. If I do not want my stuff to be distributed, then I do not need to have a computer.
The cloud is something different. I feel that a power out of my personal control is hiding it away for a rainy day, and who knows who might be behind it. Superman met a few crooks like that in his career. Perhaps there is a Mr. Cloudman that absorbs it all and thrives on it. Today you cannot trust anyone.
Anyhow, I was drifting. Back to my fly. When you sit at the computer, with your DSLR camera including mounted macro lens and a fly takes a walk on the table, it must be there for a purpose. Up to now I was convinced the purpose of a living fly was to die, there are enough of them around. I have discovered, before they leave this flying world it is a good idea to take a photo of them, especially if they settle in a close place. In this case the fly was taking a walk on the edge of my computer screen and so I had plenty of opportunity to adapt all the “F” stops and contrasts on the camera before shooting an image. Of course from about 10 photos, 8 are thrown out, all in the name of progress and one day a chance to see one of my flies on the cover of National Geographic.
Word was spread, and soon I had two flies on the table. Now it was becoming a difficult task. I could focus on one fly quite well, but two was a problem. When one fly was a sharp object in the lens, the other was quite blurred. I did my best to persuade them to sit together, but they were not sociable flies and I suspected it was two of a kind, probably the male sort.
Yesterday I was surprised to see No. 1 son (autistic) looking at me in one of the local newspapers. It is a weekly free newspaper showing general news of the region with photos. The photo was taken at a rock concert in one of the neighbouring villages. He was helping out with setting up the instruments and generally doing background work. He loves the music and all the muscians know him. Naturally all his workmates saw the photo as well.
I also had a visit from No. 2 son yesterday evening who dropped by. He has over 10,000 photos on his mobile phone, but it is bigger and more powerful than that of me and Mr. Swiss, so no problem. He seems to change his mobile phone like the seasons. He lives in the Eastern part of Switzerland with his wife in their house, but works in our area during part of the week where he has an appartment in a nearby town. He now and again drops in to say hello and let us know he is still around. Mr. Swiss often asks me if I have heard anything from him, but I say no news is always good news, meaning nothing negative has happened.
Friday and week-end shopping on the programme, so I am off to organise myself (and Mr. Swiss). It is an overcast sky today and looks like rain, but I do not mind. Time for a bad weather programme, the difference being that I operate on the computer inside instead of outdoors. My computer is not funny, it goes where I go.
Have fun, for the workers only today and tomorrow is week-end. For the golden oldies, every day is a week-end, but join in with the workers – remember you used to be one as well.