Cold, damp, no wind. Quiet except for a few cows bawling in the valley. The scrunch of walking on wet sand. Smells of sagebrush and wet dirt. Snowed off and on today, sometimes a lot. Yesterday, too. For several days, actually. In the middle of that, we saw a hummingbird, so time to put the feeders up.
I see this is turning into a photo blog again. You will forgive me. Actually I bet this is why a lot of people come here. You know. The opposite of what people used to say about reading Playboy in the olden days, not that I ever did. Read, that is. But I just have to share these images. Instant gratification is the name of the game. Show and tell. Yes, of course, I tweeted this image first, which means you ought to follow me @jhfarr. (I post a lot of images that never make it here.) The version above is ever so slightly tweaked, all but straight out of the camera on the 6s Plus. One could do a helluva lot worse.
The funny thing about the “phone” for me who never had a smartphone up to now is that I actually like using it as a telephone. (I mentioned that on Twitter, and my brother made fun of me.) For one thing, the iPhone pumps out way more volume than my perfectly serviceable old dumbphone could, and I can hear what people say again—radical! The fidelity is five times better, too. The other thing that makes this so much fun to use is the way the iPhone manages my calls. Being one of the last people on Earth to learn about this, I needn’t go into details, but what a hoot. I also like telling Siri to call my wife or set an alarm so I can take a nap and it just happens. They tell me I can launch apps the same way, but I haven’t tried that yet.
Man, I feel like I’ve arrived. Maybe now I’ll get a haircut and buy a couple shirts.