Mid-December, 2010 was the time when I up and left my home of over 15 years and moved 25 miles south to a tiny little "city" of under 7200 souls. And at least that many dogs. After weeks of wrestling with boxes and furniture I remembered there was a camera -- which my monster wheelchair crushed, going through a door, so said camera needed immediate replacement following its reemergence from obscurity -- and began taking the occasional photo in the yard. My chief avocation is as a naturalist, and macro photos are my love. There aren't many yet, but give it time and free hands...