Going through old photos in the computer is a little more complicated than just finding a box of old photos and looking through it. If you come upon one that you like, as I did with the feature photo, but you get interrupted, then you decide you want to find more photos from that same day, it’s a bit frustrating. And, according to the head of our photo group, one of the reasons for using Lightroom is because your original photos are preserved and you can get to them easily. But I must have missed that class. Or, more likely, it was over my head at the time. When all this social distancing is behind us I plan on getting all this figured out, with help from a friend.
When I did eventually find the rest of the photos from that evening in Tarpon Springs I found I had a lot of pictures, but they were all of the same view. I still do that. If I’m there with the camera then I keep taking pictures, because that next one I take might just be the best one of all. In reality they are all pretty much identical.
But I am consistent. I would take these pictures I found from the botanical garden again today if they presented themselves. I did just take pictures of the buds on this cactus recently, but I like this old picture better.
I also find that I make assumptions. On this trip to Linda Pederson Park I saw manatees, lots of them. Not only from the observation tower, but you could also see them as you stood along the edge of the inlet. On later visits it was disappointing to discover that that’s not always the case at all. 
It’s the reflections in the water that keeps you from seeing the manatees as they swim past you just a few yards away as you stand on the bank. When I took these pictures two years ago I must have passed over them because I couldn’t see the manatees clearly. Now I see the reflections in the water itself and in revisiting them these were my favorite shots from that day. 
Funny how that works isn’t it? What we failed to appreciate in the past becomes the thing that pleases us most when we look back with fresh eyes…
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 