last sigh

I have spent the morning doing a 30 minute job over and over and over and... well, we'll see if Brad refrains from spontaneously rebooting again after I've fiddled with yet another bit of him or if these are indeed his dying breaths. I'm not even sure if this message will reach you today since José, who connects me to the internet, is hanging a couple of times a day.

All this just makes me want to pick up my lovely mechanical 1939 Rolleiflex and some good, old fashioned film and wonder off into the wilds without any "thinking machines". Problem is, my personal time-saving devices have wasted so much of the time they've saved, I don't have any spare...

*sigh* I imagine this sounds rather familiar to most of you!

Portrait of an orchid as she sighs her last

(I did take some photos this week, when I finally had a chance to try out the lovely morning light in my house for portraits this week, but since my subject was naked I'm giving you one I took with OldBrikon instead. ;-)