Ok, well, magic towel. At least that's what J refers to it as, with a certain air of incredulity that might offend me if I didn't agree that the reality of the reason I have no pictures for you Peanuts is a bit incredible.
There are some. I can't get to them yet, but there are some pictures coming, and perhaps I'll just post away and add them later. But here's the problem.
My poor, poor camera, so young, has been snatched away in the prime of its life. There we all were in Arizona, capturing the adorable moments of Little One's first dip in a swimming pool. After quite a few shots, poor camera was tired and lay out on a beach towel on the pool deck for a break. It was just minding its own business, completely unawares, ignorant to the fact that this was its last sunbath.
Suddenly, someone Upstairs must have had a massive sneeze, because a ginormous gust of wind billowed up from the dessert, swooping up poor doomed Camera, swaddled in its towel of death, and tossing it into the cruel depths of the pool.
Camera cannot swim.
Poor Camera.
We tried to resuscitate it, Peanuts, we tried! We breathed air into orifices, we dried it thoroughly, we did compressions on the power button and screamed, "Camera! Don't leave us! Don't go into the light!!!"
But....it was too late. Camera succumbed to its watery fate, and is no more. Goodbye Camera. J says, with an arched eyebrow, that it "flew into the pool on a 'magic towel' "and died. He suspects foul play, but I tell you, I am innocent! My mother is a witness. So is Little One, but She went all Switzerland on me when we questioned Her about it. Either way, the heart of Camera clicks no longer.
So I have tales for you of our travels, tales of J's mom who is visiting us, tales of summer fun and all such stuff, and they are coming. But for now we are grieving Camera, and crunching numbers to see if we can't afford to magically re-incarnate it at some point. I'm pretty sure that Camera was Buddhist.
In the meantime, if you are among those who befriended Camera on our trip, please know that- in lieu of flowers- donations (of pictures) may be sent to either my email or facebook page. And now, a moment of silence:
I personally witnessed the death of poor Camera. It was quite traumatic though only a very brief dip was all it took. Even the dessert heat could not dry it out. Why aren't all cameras waterproofed? At least enough for a 5-second rule of some sort??? Ah! Another invention waiting to happen!
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