In an album at my parents' house there's a photo of me holding my dad's camera at an embarrassingly awkward age in my childhood - or maybe I was just way ahead of the big, nerdy glasses trend? I remember the afternoon it was taken. My dad and I went for a walk in the park near our house and he showed me how to use his Nikon FT3. I was hesitant - pushing the shutter felt like an enormous responsibility - and when I pointed it at a snow-covered tree stump I asked him "Is this a good picture?" Dad ...
In an album at my parents' house there's a photo of me holding my dad's camera at an embarrassingly awkward age in my childhood - or maybe I was just way ahead of the big, nerdy glasses trend? I remember the afternoon it was taken. My dad and I went for a walk in the park near our house and he showed me how to use his Nikon FT3. I was hesitant - pushing the shutter felt like an enormous responsibility - and when I pointed it at a snow-covered tree stump I asked him "Is this a good picture?" Dad ...
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