Best part so far? The over 100 degree temperatures we are having right now in Poway. And it is supposed to be even hotter tomorrow. Yay.
Anyway...after a break this afternoon, I was leaving to head back to the park. Grabbed the camera bag and ran for the door. It was then I heard the most sickening of sounds. It sounded like my heart breaking. And somewhere a few miles away at a T-Ball field, David was suddenly dizzy for no reason: The camera fell out of the bag and onto our kitchen tile.
I dropped to my knees immediately to survey the damage.
Flash? Looked good.
Battery? Everything was there.
Camera? I picked it up and staring back at me was a quartet of cracks running across the filter attached to our lens. I was sure the crack ran all the way through the lens and up into my heart.
The phone call I had to place to David was...well, I didn't like doing it. I might as well have been calling him to let him know Nathan had broken his leg. If Nathan was a camera and cost a bunch of money. Oh, and if we carried Nathan around in a backpack.
To make a long couple of hours short, after working hard to remove the filter from the lens, David was finally successful and-praise God-the lens itself was completely unharmed.
So what's the lesson here, kids?
1. Don't drop your camera.
2. Don't drop your camera.
3. If you drop your camera, build a time machine and go back in time and then UN drop your camera.