A couple of days ago I decided to explore the world of the Rebel – husband’s Canon Rebel camera, that is. I got it for him for his birthday maybe three years ago, and he’s used it some but mostly it sits in its bag and slumbers. I have been happy with my Panasonic, although I do not have an especially critical eye; Gep has been after me to move on and up. Maybe I will, although the old Rebel may never get off auto or one of the preset scene modes.
Yesterday I wandered about the house and yard – the furry girls and I called it a walkabout but really it was more of a stroll about and I doubt it had much real exercise value. It was a good excuse to get out into the sunny outside world, albeit the limited world of our yard, and see what we could see. The camera came with two lens (lenses?) and I started out with the 18-55mm lens. Trying to understand what those classifications are all about, understand focal length, distance, whatever!
Before I went outside, I took a few photos inside, in the morning room as I had my morning coffee. This one is of my little glass rooster and hen I got in Beijing, sitting on the glass table top next to the poinsettia – speaking of the poinsettia, it is doing very well yet and I’m appreciating it’s bright blooms in these dreary pre-spring days.
Now that the snow is melting, the Bailey-balls are showing up – those balls taken outside by Bailey but in all probability stolen from her by Shasta and left lying when something else got their attention. These little treats appear in the most unlikely places, and in summer often get shaved – or shredded – when they hide in the grasses and are not spotted before the mower gets there.
That’s my tour with the Rebel and its 18-55mm lens. This morning I attached the 55-250mm lens and have taken a couple of photos, but intend to take more as the day goes on and they may become the subject of another post. Aren’t you excited? I am – at least the urge to grab the camera and go is coming back.