September is upon us and it’s all good! Yesterday, we had the probably hottest day of all summer, here in Saint John, but it wasn’t muggy at all, so it was liveable.
Last night, I had a little «comments conversation» with a fellow blogger, about storage. I.e. ‘cloud storage’, external harddrives and all that type of stuff.
All that had me thinking, afterwards: “These problems I didn’t have seventeen years ago!” Back then, I didn’t own a camera, had hardly taken a photo in my whole life. I had a paper photo of myself and my cat. Had heard that it was actually possible to scan photos and get them into my computer so I went to some computer company and had them scan it for me to a floppy disc. That was my very first profile picture and I was so careful about that floppy, you wouldn’t believe it!
Now I have many photos. I have them stored on DVD:s, on my external harddrive, Flickr and Google Photos. Flickr, I started paying for at an early stage, so that’s an account where I’m sure they’re all in one place.
It’s just that I feel the volume of it all is beginning to get overwhelming. From the very beginning, I should have been more careful and only stored the ones I really like. It’s always easy to be wise in hindsight.
Guess I’ve been [am] a little obssessive about them, thinking that the external harddrive won’t last forever, and “what if Flickr were to go away?!” Instead, I need to ask myself “When am I ever going to look at them all?” I don’t have kids so it’s not as if it’s going to become some kind of legacy! From now on, I will shape up and relax about all this stuff, otherwise it becomes a burden instead of a nice little hobby.
This isn’t just about photos — I used to be the same way about email! When Google introduced Gmail and later ‘unlimited storage’ [that’s not entirely true], that really hit home with me 🙂 I’m a bit of a hoarder online, but thankfully not in real life! I’ve been moving home too many times, and was cured of any such tendencies at an early stage.
Yesterday, I shot this Blue Heron. I’ve seen very few birds this summer. I don’t know where the ducks are — very few, young mallards in the pond. Maybe they’ve all pulled out of Saint John.