Playing With Mason Jars with His Camera

I’ve been taking pictures as long as I can remember. It started with that small Brownie box. I graduated to the digital age when I bought one of my Macs in the early 90s. The digital came free, but didn’t have a flash. I didn’t care since it was digital – instant gratification.

My future hubby, to my delight, came with two digital cameras: a Kodak Easy Share and a Sony Cybershot. That Sony ownership, due to my fascination with Aerosmith’s Steven Tyler, kicked him up a notch.

The digital I had at the time – I can’t remember the brand and only know I bought it through QVC – died shortly. My next and current digital is a Canon Powershot 95. For the last couple of years I’ve questioned if we really needed three cameras, but they all seemed to pull their weight since we take a lot of pictures. Then all of a sudden this past month the Sony and Canon both died. Not wanting to give up on my Canon, I researched the web and found that they had CCD failure, and both could be fixed for free. (Check out this link if you’re having pink tint problems.) Last Thursday I shipped both off to their respective repair centers. So for now we are a one-digital family.

Meanwhile, Hubby found this photo technique yesterday on the web, and I just had to try it. It’s called Macro in a Mason. Check out David Perry’s site for instructions. But it’s basically putting stuff in the bottom of a mason jar, perching the camera over the jar rim, and snapping.

Rocks
Rocks
Lavender from our garden
Lavender from our garden
Glass Pebbles
Glass Pebbles
Word Stones and Rocks (pink tint is reflection of my shirt)
Word Stones and Rocks (pink tint is reflection of my shirt)

I’ve discovered since my Canon died last week, that I’ve come to like his camera. I sure hope my Canon isn’t gone too long. They say absence makes  the heart grow fonder. Yes, but maybe fonder of someone else, or in my case a Kodak. Time will tell.