The last few years I’ve done most of my landscape photography from the driver’s seat of my car. I don’t recommend it, but that’s what having bad knees will do for you. You don’t get to walk around much. It’s really limited my landscape opportunities and because of that I’d been considering going in a different direction with my photography. Which brings me to macro photography.
Thinking (correctly) that macro photography would be easier on my knees and afford me dozens of easy to reach subjects as close as my own backyard, I finally bought a macro lens. As it happens, I got the lens at an opportune moment–just a few weeks before the COVID-19 coronavirus disease was deemed a pandemic and shelter-in-place became more than just a friendly suggestion. So now that I was stuck at home for who knew how long, macro photography would keep me busy and give me something to do around the house for as long as I wanted.
And I enjoyed it. Immensely. Right up until the time my tripod, camera and macro attached, came crashing down on the hardwood floor, breaking the lens in half and leaving me with a $500 paperweight. Completely my fault and it pissed me off to no end because I hadn’t had the lens long. I have no one to blame but myself. I was the one who put it in the corner of my office thinking it was out of the way and then accidentally bumped into it.
On the up side, camera was fine.
So now I’m debating the pros and cons of whether or not to buy another one. In the pro column – almost every thing I can possibly think of. In the con column – having to pay for it.
Yeah, it’s going to have to wait.
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