I don’t sew. My mother does, and my daughter does, but the best I can hope for with a needle and thread is to anchor a button before it falls off.
Daughter is starting her career as a professional photographer. I take pictures for my blog. Some are okay, and some are – well, you’ll see. Observe: examples from our recent trip to Bay Beach Amusement Park.
And the day went on, from train ride to helicopters.
Note to self: Don’t even try to make meaningful photos from the Ferris wheel.
Next time I’ll leave the professional photo work to the younger generation.
I’ll just sit back and enjoy the rides.
I tend to have huge numbers of bad photos. Now with the digital camera, at least we don’t need to pay for film developing, thank goodness!
I take terrible photos too. And I can’t sew. Oh well.