A mega crop. Whenever people tell me I don’t need a lot of megapixels I say phooey to them. Megapixels means having playing around room, particularly when it comes to a larger sensor. In my secret places, I dream of this camera. 37 megapixels on a 30x45mm sensor! Drool.
I’m sure there are less expensive options. But in my secret fantasy world, I don’t want to know or consider them.
Daddy needs to work on losing the camera shake.
With apologies to Marshall.
I really want to go back to New Orleans and take gigs of photos. The texture licks quick with its voodoo tongue and teases a person like me; camera in hand and not nearly enough time to take it all in.
I love flying over the frozen plains of the U.S. Seeing the patchwork of farmland and how it’s used is crazy to consider at 35,000 feet. How do they get such perfect squares? GPS?
Happy holidays and thanks for your support. I’ve had a great year!