The Newest, and Youngest Photographer in the Family
Remember this past spring when I took my nieces to visit the wild horses? I let them use my old camera, and they made their own photos while we were there. Apparently, the photography bug caught on with one of them.
Abigail is the newest, and youngest photographer in the family now.
But let me back up just a little.
A couple of Sundays ago, I did family pictures for my brothers family. While we were there, Jennifer told me that Abigail, who is 9, had a job fair at school and she applied to be a photographer, and got the job. So after I was done with their family photo shoot, I let Abigail have a go with my camera. There were ducks in the river, cows in the field, all kinds of stuff for her to shoot. Pretty much, she had a ball. This is a photo she made of her mom and dad. Pretty dang good I think.
This is her, playing with the leaves.
Al and I talked about it, and decided we would give her my old camera. (Incidentally, Al went to Seattle for 3 weeks last Wednesday, and I miss him horribly.) I called Jennifer, who thought this would be a tremendous gift, and I surprised Abigail last Thursday with the camera. Holy cow, she was excited! I taught her how to use the camera, and we went photographing that afternoon. She is a girl after my own heart, because we went to the cemetery a block away and she took photos of old headstones.
Since Al is away, and I have time to fill, I went to their house this past Sunday and of course Abigail and I went photographing. It had rained the night before, so raindrops were the subject of the day.
I used this camera a ton, and it was great to learn with. It is what they call a “bridge” camera, so it can be either a point and shoot, or you can set it up like a DSLR. I learned a lot about aperture, and shutter speed that helped when I got my Nikon. For right now, she is in point and shoot mode learning the basics. She showed me some of the photos she had taken, and they were very good. I also took her this small hornets nest I found, I just wanted to get photos of it, and maybe she will too.
Abigail is special to me because she was born premature at 27 weeks, when I was still working in the NICU. I was there the day she came. Everything changes when you have a family member there. I held her tiny hand during procedures, and held her whenever possible. Mom and dad can’t be there every second, of every day, and I know they were glad I could be there for her when they couldn’t.
I’m excited to share this world with her, and hopefully she will love it, and grow with it. Don’t tell, but I think for Christmas I will help her make a photo book with the photos she has taken and loves the most.
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