Photographs and memories

Photographs and memories

The first good digital camera I had was a Sony Mavica, an unwieldy dinosaur that stored photos on 3.5″ floppy disks. One floppy held ten high-quality photos, and at the rate I take photos, I usually needed quite a few. On our weekend family hikes, I’d stuff stacks of them in a zip-lock baggie to mingle with the granola bars and water bottles and sunscreen in my day pack. Later at home, kids in bed, I’d download photos, disk by disk, onto the computer, ooh-ing and aah-ing over the good ones, double-check to see the photos were all safely tucked in on my C drive, then format each floppy to await the next hike. Hmm. Laborious, yes – but really just a tiny investment in time for the reward of revisiting moments like this:   That Mavica also took video, a feature I didn’t use very often. I was still getting my still-shot feet wet, and a floppy held only 30 seconds or so – what I thought was negligible amount of time in our lives. I’m sorry now that I didn’t play with that feature more; I recently came across that handful of Mavica videos and realized that 30 seconds is just about perfect, a sweet, short, snippet of our everyday lives. I strung them together to make what I thought would be a cute little video but got a bit of a tear-jerker instead. It’s a mother’s prerogative, I believe, to take photographs and memories and create a takeaway moment, a few minutes that illustrates what I think almost every single day: it just doesn’t get any better than this....