In June 2007 the manservant gave me an early birthday present: a Canon PowerShot SD850….
This little camera has just taken its 9999th shot and rolled back over to 0001.
What was the first shot ever taken? Well, I went back looking for it and either my counter started at 2 the first time (unlikely) or 0001 was deleted immediately, because the first photo in my photos folder is 0002. It's an ugly one of my left foot which normally looked more attractive! (Little did it know at the time that it was going to feature often a year later in a much more unattractive state!).
After a few photos of the blog-shy manservant, I turned to flowers with the 8th shot
The 9999th shot was a flower as I was recording the last of my roses for the season – it’s a shame that it's a little blurry! I would’ve tried harder if I’d realised it was going to be a feature shot! Of course the previous 5 are perfect but they are not 9999.
Staying with the flora theme the first in the new sequence is of one of my pepper plants.
This has been an incredibly reliable and tough little point & shoot camera – it is always in my bag. It has been dropped and wet, neither advised, and it has been turned on and off so often there is no “paint” left on the button. It has snapped happy and sad events, beautiful and weird objects, the sober and the drunk. It has digitally frozen innocent children and the fading smiles of elders no longer with us.
During its 2 years 3 months service it has travelled to Australia twice, to Italy and to London. It has looked up at Uluru (Ayer's Rock) and down on the Swiss Alps. It has faithfully recorded our search for, and purchase of, a house; my 5-month series of casts, the foot surgery and its recovery. It chronicled a drug deal going down and subsequent smoking of the meth pipe. And, it continues to document my interesting neighborhood and its gradual gentrification.
I wonder how many go-rounds these little cameras have! I hope I have not just jinxed it!