Death In the Family

My dear dear friendly digital camera has died. We had been through so much together; bad lighting, a temperamental tri-pod, dust on the lens; and then all the good times that he captured with his expert eye. He was always so kind to me, never hesitating to delete when a Speedo was bunching wrong, or if I looked fat. Thank god I have a backlog of his work to post, but until I find a replacement, we will all have to just cherish the memories. Rest in peace friend...

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PS – I know black would be appropriate, but he didn’t want me to mourn. My tears are keeping me from reading the label of what brand these are.