Field of Dreams

I'm not really a techy, gadgety kind of person. My vocabulary alone probably just gave that away.

But, there is one such item that I have been secretly drooling over for... years! It is possible my husband will tell you that the whole thing hasn't been quite so secretive. Either way, I've been wishing, hoping, and really drooling.

I have always enjoyed and admired photography. I laugh now because even Hope gets albums off the shelf almost every day, begging me to tell her what's happening in every photo; then I watch her recount it all with her baby. It's in our blood, I guess.

This all brings me to the river from a couple posts below. When my camera tragically met its end that day (though the memory card did give me the gift of Maddie's first birthday pictures--thoughtful, little thing!), I was pretty sad. Then for my recent birthday, both sides of our family worked a miracle of mega pixel proportions.

I got the camera. The entry level one that promises to teach me how to begin taking the pictures I've always dreamed of.

The one that, in my still VERY amateur way, gave me my first shot at a field of dreams.