An Easter Treat

Slowly, little by little, I am being lured away from my trusty ol' 35mm SLR by the sirens of digital imaging.

Through the eye of Old Reliable, I have captured views from the glacier peaks of Alaska to the misty valleys of the Yangtze river gorge. It has seen me through graduations, weddings, and births. It has survived tropical humidity, scorching heat, and Benjamin (although its cap never stayed on after that crash of '04). Most importantly it has taken every shot asked of it without hesitation, without delay. Even so, my parents' new nifty lil' digital waif of a camera has sneakily made its way into my diaper bag where my 5-pound Canon Eos has never been able to go. And there's the catch. For all its failings -- need for charging/downloading, graying skintones, shutter delay -- at least the little newby is there in the field to capture the magical moments.

Like this Easter egg hunt at our friends' house. Somehow, I caught this instant after Connor picked-out and unwrapped a miniature Krackle bar from his basket, when he tried to hear the crackle. It still makes me laugh just looking at the picture.

Not bad lil' Coolpix, not bad at all.