And now, we call for a moment of silence for Mary Ann's Canon PowerShot S400. Yes, we all remember that moment fondly, when the Digital Elph became Mary Ann's new toy more than three years ago. She took photos of lovely sunsets, took self-aimed shots of herself and Mom, took pictures of Dad speaking and of Daniel smelling his own hairy armpit. (Just as examples.)
We reflect fonldy on D. Elph's persistence in producing high quality photos for a full year and a half after his view finder so tragically met an untimely en
d, imediately before taking a picture of Sabrina and Helmut on the latter's awesome motorcycle in May 2005. And now, we look at the last photographs taken, shortly after D. Elph took an unfortunate tumble from Mary Ann's backpack near the peak of the Stockhorn. Is that photo of a stunning peak reflected in a clear, alpine lake blurred due to Mary Ann's over emotional response? Is the other picture, where Mary Ann poses next to a used sink, toilet bowl, and toilet brush and a sign that says "gratis" (free) blurred because her friend Irene is laughing too hard to take a proper shot?
No, alas. The camera has croaked. It groans every time one presses the "on" button. With every use of the zoom function, new noises appear, unprecedented in D. Elph's tragically truncated existence.
Sigh.
Thank you for your respectful consideration of D. Elph's passing away. In leu of flowers, D. Elph's most immediate family requests that donations be made to the Don't-Let-the-Second-Two-Thirds-of-Mary-Ann's-Switzerland-Year-Remain-Undocumented Fund. Checks may be sent to the foundation's US headquarters in Sugarcreek, or by direct deposit to a certain Swiss bank account.
We reflect fonldy on D. Elph's persistence in producing high quality photos for a full year and a half after his view finder so tragically met an untimely en
d, imediately before taking a picture of Sabrina and Helmut on the latter's awesome motorcycle in May 2005. And now, we look at the last photographs taken, shortly after D. Elph took an unfortunate tumble from Mary Ann's backpack near the peak of the Stockhorn. Is that photo of a stunning peak reflected in a clear, alpine lake blurred due to Mary Ann's over emotional response? Is the other picture, where Mary Ann poses next to a used sink, toilet bowl, and toilet brush and a sign that says "gratis" (free) blurred because her friend Irene is laughing too hard to take a proper shot?No, alas. The camera has croaked. It groans every time one presses the "on" button. With every use of the zoom function, new noises appear, unprecedented in D. Elph's tragically truncated existence.
Sigh.
Thank you for your respectful consideration of D. Elph's passing away. In leu of flowers, D. Elph's most immediate family requests that donations be made to the Don't-Let-the-Second-Two-Thirds-of-Mary-Ann's-Switzerland-Year-Remain-Undocumented Fund. Checks may be sent to the foundation's US headquarters in Sugarcreek, or by direct deposit to a certain Swiss bank account.
1 comment:
you know, with that camera you could be the avant garde in photography... I mean, think of it, thats really pushing the limits Mary Ann, I didn't know you were so artsy... hehe
-Sarah
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