One of the best parts of Christmas as a kid was playing with the new toys.
It didn’t really matter what you got or how much. It was the thrill of a new thing and the free time to play with it. I remember riding my bike around the cul-de-sac one particularly sunny Denver Christmas. Or spending the day setting up my dollhouse. Yesterday, I got to play with my telephoto lens.
It’s super cool. Isabel from quite a ways off, wondering why this thing is pointed at her.
And here’s this mountain range,
with the telephoto.
I also have this stack of brand new books staring at me here…