That is a hefty price for a G15. I still use mine frequently despite the knowledge that there are cameras out there that have higher resolution. The features and optics on the G15 are hard to duplicate though and it is a bombproof machine. So I keep using it.

The Nikon D90 is certainly more camera but to what end? It’s big, bulky and heavy in comparison. It’s easy to always have the G15 ready in my pocket. So I make more photos.

Sorry to hear that you’re coping with some medical issues again. Nothing like a body reminding us that it’s in control of our reality. Hope you turn a corner and have the energy to put your camera to use soon.

If nothing else, have another cup of tea.

My night vision isn’t what it used to be either which makes things a little different. And we have so many deer around to be concerned with. But from time to time a little jaunt feels right. Finding places to hang out late at night is harder and harder.

Mine arrived and it went on the scooter in minutes. Unfortunately I’ve not had the opportunity to give it a good test. Once around the neighborhood at 40F. I certainly could tell that there would be much less cold on my legs and feet. And it was easy to manage getting on and off the scooter with it. Pretty amazing addition for a winter rider. I should have gotten one years ago. I’m a slow learner and even slower to take advice.

The muffs are great for me. My friend Paul thinks the scooter looks weird now with all the stuff attached. I see it as purely functional. Like a Land Rover. The old ones.

Small town conversations like that occur here in Boalsburg. At some point they may know my name…

That picture must have shaken you — it was made in the morning sun and not at night.

As you know, I make a lot of reflection portraits. Like photographing the Vespa scooter, they’ve not lost their attraction for me. There’s always something for me to learn or think about when I look at them. If nothing else they remind me of the rush of the passing days as I see a progressively older man. Or boy.

While I don’t envy what you had to endure with Hurricane Irma, I do envy the thought of nights that aren’t frigid. I’ve been cold for weeks now and can’t seem to warm up unless I’m near some sort of point source of heat. It’s times like this I wish we had a wood stove.

Late night walks are great. The world is sleepy and there is so much to see…

I’ve always enjoyed Garrison Keilor — especially the Writer’s Almanac. I suppose someone else could take it over but his voice was mesmerizing. Not an easy switch. And I certainly can’t fill those shoes.

At some point I’ll have to stop embracing the chocolate cake at Duffy’s Tavern. But for now, it’s just a wonderful excuse to escape into my journal. I hope to get there today for a time.

So this early morning have been experimenting with the controls on the cameras. Mother Nature suggested a trip to the bog; so afterwards now the kettle is boiling for tea and I am thinking the operational differences and yes too the possible results.

Have been enduring/fighting medical issues once again so have had long periods horizontal to inspect both cameras. Your suggestions were spot on; maybe let others also know the details of the tripod you carry… Ditto a good deal!

So windows this time of year are particularly different, maybe go wandering some night this week. Tea should steeped by now!

As I tend to like riding where people are few or non-existent, the availability of a “local pub” isn’t a possibility.