My sweet lil red pick up from when I was a kid. Not sure why I still have it all these years later. It could be due to the fact that I have a hard time letting go of things. It used to get in everybody’s way when I was a kid, and I got threatened quite a bit that they’d toss it out if I didn’t take care of it. Little did I know back then that they sucked at keeping such promises. 😉
On the first day of photography class the teacher told us we would need a tripod. Since he stated it would be necessary after spring break, I waited until spring break. Or a week after spring break. Of course. First we went to Frys, and got a tripod that was super disappointing. It was so weak that when I screwed the head into the camera, the screw broke. Uh, yea. That got returned very fast. Before that I had seen tripods that were said to be very good online that cost $150, and I really did not want to pay that much for it. To be perfectly honest, no my photographs are not really worth that much. Hoping for the best, we went to Best Buy, and got pretty lucky to land a tripod that cost $60 and feels pretty sturdy.
When I was a kid, I’d often tag along as my father would drop my sister off at university. One day he noticed there was a Japanese Garden, and decided to check it out. I didn’t really remember much of it, I only remember the bridge and that it was pretty. I do remember that we had finished pretty quickly, and going back there I realized how small it is. Pretty surprising given how much open space there is around the garden. What else is surprising is that there are no names near the plants, and I really hate not knowing the names. They do realize the garden is within the university, and hence a little bit of free knowledge for the passerby would be nice, right? Second gripe is the lack of cherry blossom trees. Maybe they’re tired of Japanese Gardens and cherry blossom trees being synonymous, but I’m not tired of it…yet. Third gripe…ok, nah, there is no third gripe. 😉
I did have a good time though. The day was bright, the flowers were pretty, the koi were lively. There was this cute little girl in a red kimono, and I really wanted to take her picture but felt way too nervous asking the parents if I could take a picture. The memory is in my head at least. 🙂
I had a little bit of a pleasant surprise when I got to the pier and saw that it was wooden. What is cooler than a wooden pier?! Actually, don’t answer that, I’m sure that even I could name cooler stuff, but that’s really besides the point. Even funner is when the planks start to creak as you walk. For reals. Yikes.