The long way home, in pictures: A tribute to my Nikon CoolPix 4800

I wrote this post the other night but didn't publish it because it was too late to sit through the uploading of photos. These are some of the last few photos I took with my old camera. I really loved that camera.

A couple of days ago I took the scenic route home, and I thought you might want to come along for the ride.


The late afternoon has always been my favorite time of day. These days, "late afternoon" is coming earlier and earlier. Is there anything more beautiful than a late afternoon sun shining its deep golden light against turning leaves?


I love photos of paths or roads that turn up ahead, leading you to a future about which you can only guess.


Here's a pond that provided some great birding in the spring, but today it was pretty quiet except for some white-crowned and white throated sparrows and a shockingly red cardinal and his more muted mate. They were all the way across, however, and I didn't get any good shots of them.


On the road to my house. Almost there!


Ah, there’s no place like home!


This little American goldfinch in winter plumage let me get within a few feet of him before he flew away.


The next morning, and it’s back to work again.