No one can take just one

I have a confession to make. My digital camera has exposed a shameful greedy side of myself I hoped would never come to light. I can’t stop taking photographs. The beauty of a digital camera is you can take 64 photos of your left foot, decide which one you like the best and delete the rest. The ugly thing about digital cameras is you find yourself in love with each and every 64 shot of your left foot.
Case in point, the other day DH asked me to take two photographs, one of each of his snow shovels so he could put them on his blog.
So I went outside, gathered up said shovels and went to town. I did close ups, distance shots, the shovels together, and then separate. I focused on the handles, and the blades. I played around with light.
I was fascinated with the texture of snow on the blade of one shovel, the contrast of the wooden handle against our brick house. I had myself a good time.
So which photos did DH use?
He went for the basic shots. They say an artist is never appreciated in his {or her} own time.
In other photographs; my 11 year old Scout left early this morning to put flags up in the snow. It is a nifty little fundraiser. For a $30 fee, each participating household gets a flag put on their front lawn for holidays such as President’s Day, Veteran’s Day, Flag Day, Fourth of July etc.
I was charmed by this tradition the first day I saw it. Now my son is involved I am even more impressed because the boy has always loved flags and he is so happy to be able to participate in this service.