For Christmas this year, my parents gave me a 55-200 mm lens for my camera. I’d wanted a lens that I could use to zoom in more if I needed to, so this one is a little more versatile than the kit lens.
I had stopped by my parents’ house over the weekend and took a few photos with the new lens, practicing in manual mode. I got a few good shots in the backyard, with some cool shadows from the afternoon sun. My dog was also being a fantastic model for me, considering she hates getting her picture taken.
Last Christmas, I got my first DSLR camera.
I have refrained from writing about it or pointing out the pictures I’ve taken with it, because I have been terrified that they are rather subpar, unworthy of being mentioned and subject to possible ridicule.
I have, however, come to the conclusion that the only way I will get better at using the camera and taking photos is to draw attention to it and highlight my attempts, to learn from them and view each photo and each blog post that contains a photo as progress.
I have always loved taking pictures. I went to every school dance and vacation and sleepover, camera in hand. I was taking “selfies” with all of my friends before they were actually a thing. I uploaded every photo to Facebook, back when Facebook only allowed 60 photos in each album, so my vacations would be labeled Beach 1 through Beach 4. I’ve always wanted to capture every moment, afraid that I’ll forget some pivotal thing, some momentous occasion in my life and I won’t be able to go back. (That’s also why I write.)