Does this sound familiar?
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You’re all excited because it’s basically the start of your hike and already you’ve spotted and successfully photographed in great detail what you’re almost absolutely sure are two or three rarer lifers, and it looks like it’s going to be one of those real ‘treasure-filled’ adventures!
. . . . .
Time check. Really? A whole hour already? Nothing new since that adrenalin lifer rush, but things are still looking good. I still found a few more nice ones, not necessarily new, but new and interesting angles maybe. Just that big set of cliff steps to get over, yessir!
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Whew, almost done. Dang. Guess it’s almost time to head back if I’m going to make that meeting after I get back and cleaned up. Dang, should have packed more snacks and water.
Is this camera getting heavier or what? Hold on, what’s that? I dunno. Hmm. Might be new, or at least interesting.
Dang, forgot to increase the shutter speed. Kinda blurry. Eh, whatever. Where’s that parking lot?
Almost there, Hold on, yes!! Wait! What is that one again? Do I have it? Not sure. Yikes, look at the time. I gotta boot it.
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So you get back, and after the meeting or groceries, or whatever… You somehow finally carve out an hour to check out the shots on the big screen.
Hmm… those last shots are looking pretty blurry and some are poorly exposed. Why does that always seem to happen?
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It happens to me whenever I split my attention from now and next.
I can’t do well here and now when thoughts of the next thing crowds in.
It happens when I set out to walk and see but I didn’t clear my seemingly constant rush cycle of thoughts.
I can’t SEE that way.
Nor do I hold my camera (phone) still.
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(Aargh still haven’t uploaded this week’s photos to iNat …)
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I’ve noticed that this happens for me when I’m fatigued at the end of an excursion, or if I see something really exciting that is also moving (Cuckoo wasp, for example).
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It suddenly turned to the season here when I become sunblind almost immediately, so I cannot see if anything is in focus at all. If there is a bird in a tree, I cannot see if I am aiming at the right limb even. I shoot blindly, wildly, then come inside, wait for my eyes to adjust so I can look through hundreds of photos and am perpetually disappointed. My husband gamely tries to cheer me that I could stage a very artistic photography exhibition called “Sunstroke”.
There are things I want to photograph! I am frustrated. I creep out at dusk and it is as if all the insects have disappeared, calling “You snooze, you lose, you snost, you lost!” over their little insect shoulders.
Today is supposed to be much cooler than the last few days (34 versus 39 yesterday) so I am hopeful to be out a little, though we are still fixing and unpacking and moving things from the other house. (Perhaps when it is finally empty it can serve as my tomb for surely I will be atop my deathbed.)
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