It’s interesting, this new writing venue of mine, no longer in our office since my mother’s taken up residence there. My used to be vanity is now my desk, positioned in front of one of my bedroom windows, allowing me a gauzy view of the palms outside, and my neighbors, an unearthly glow sometimes after twilight.

Today, the palm fronds are damp and tossing about in the stiff breeze that Mother Nature has put upon us, taking the June Gloom we’re accustomed to in Paradise to a new level. It’s cold and grey, the street is actually wet, and I’ve had to shut all my windows or freeze my ass off while sitting here, pretending to be pithy.

But I couldn’t pass up Nearly Wordless Wednesday, so decided I’d let you know what I’ve been learning about my new camera, trying to get it figured out before we leave on vacation.

If ever.

But that’s like life, isn’t it?

Besides, you never know when an opportunity to take a macro shot of a stone from a crumbling ruin may arise. Or a poppy, fluttering in a field. As much as I can say that I’ve figured out quite a bit in the last couple of weeks since purchasing it, I have a long way to go getting it all right and think maybe, just maybe I’ll take an extension class at the university in the fall.

I think I’d enjoy that.

And maybe some writing, too.