Had a wonderful day with our little family yesterday. After the younger girls had been in bed for awhile and the older one and her fiance were on they're way out the door, I realized I only took pictures of our oldest. I have no idea why, but that's how it happened. Oh well.
I don't know why I don't take very many pictures any more. When our oldest was born, hubby thought I was going to blind her from the flash going off all the time. Seriously. I took so many pictures of her it's not funny. I took fewer and fewer as the years went by. I'm not sure, if it's because we never invested in a really good camera, and it seemed like each one we had at the time wasn't worth the money we paid for it, or if life just got in the way. I think it might be a little of each.
We started off with a little 110 camera. It took horrible pictures, though, so when we got the money, we got one of the new fangled Kodak Disc Cameras. The pictures weren't much better than the 110s, but the flash seemed to work better. It was really nice not to have to advance the film like in the 110. I can't count the number of shots that I missed as the result of forgetting to push the little thing in with my thumb.
We've had several 35mm cameras over the years. I remember thinking that the pictures had so much better quality than anything we'd ever tried before. I know it now pales in comparison to digital photography. We captured a lot of memories on 35mm over the years. Several months ago, I turned in over 30 rolls to be developed. There were pictures of people I took and haven't seen in close to 20 years, and I don't even remember their names. There were a lot of grainy pictures in the as well as good ones in the batch we had developed. It was fun and yet bittersweet getting to see our lives laid out before us in Kodachrome. Where does the time go?
I do admit that I love the digital camera I have now, it's much better than the previous 2 we had, but eventually, I'd love to get more than one of the little point and shoot cameras. In time. In time, I'll also find all those exposed discs and rolls of film (I'm sure I have 110s and 35mms around here somewhere) that have yet to be developed. I'm hoping that we'll be able to find a developer by the time I get my hands on them again. It's not like I'll be able to just drop it off at any store to get it developed.
As far as our oldest going blind? It didn't happen. In fact, she's the only one in the family that doesn't wear glasses.
Maybe I should have taken more pictures of the younger girls?
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.