Hinterland, Week Twelve: Christmas with a real camera
I’m sitting here at 10:30pm watching the Packers play a meaningless game—and it’s not even a preseason game. This has not happened in probably close to a decade because the Packers haven’t been this bad in probably close to a decade. This does not make me feel jolly. But you know what does make me feel jolly? The Great British Baking Show, which my mom and I just started watching today because of The Hype and now I totally understand The Hype.
“Jolly” is only the correct word to use when it’s two days until Christmas. At any other time of year, the proper terminology for how The Great British Baking Show makes me feel would be closer to “I’m Buying A One Way Ticket To The UK Because Everyone Is So Much Nicer There.” 2017 hasn’t exactly bolstered my faith in humanity, but this series makes me feel like there are probably still a few good-natured people in the world, and all of them are British bakers.
This post has nothing to do with any of that, but I had some trouble getting started so I figured I’d just begin by chatting with you about current events.
The great news is that not only do I not really have a start to this post, I don’t really have an ending, either. But I do have a middle! And the middle consists of real photos from my real camera.
Remember a few weeks ago when we talked about heeding Mary Oliver’s advice to pay attention, be astonished, and tell about it? Today, I decided that over the next few days of Christmas-ing, that would mean breaking out my real camera and taking some real pictures again.
Listen. I’m not about to knock my iPhone and the thousands upon thousands of photos it has dutifully taken. That thing has served me well and nothing beats it in terms of conveniently capturing any moment at any time. But I do miss the depth and intentionality of a real camera, even if it is a little less convenient. So in the spirit of paying attention and being astonished, I decided now was a good time to break out my trusty old 7D with a nifty fifty and take some real photos again. And in the spirit of telling about it, I figured I’d share these photos with you.
These aren’t groundbreaking photos. They’re not even all that good. But they are moments from today that I’ll remember a little more poignantly and a little more fondly because I took the time to capture them well, and I’m really glad for that.
So there you have it: the middle. I was thinking about trying to craft an analogy about real cameras and how that mentality affects every day life, but I’m just going to be honest with you and tell you that I don’t want to do that. So instead I’ll just tell you that it’s now 45 minutes later and the Packers are still losing in the way that makes you feel like everybody’s getting coal for Christmas. BUT there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, and it is the fact that my mom and I are making these jam thumbprint cookies tomorrow, no doubt thanks to inspiration from our new BFF’s across the pond.
All’s well that ends with cookies, as they say.
P.S. Are you guys doing anything in particular to pay attention and be astonished over the next few days? And also have you experienced the warmth and joy that is The Great British Baking Show? If not, there are four seasons on Netflix and I think you should probably wake your family up and start the marathon right now.