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My new toy

I have wanted a camera, a good, DSLR camera for years, but just could not justify the cost.  Before digital camers came on the scene, I used very good 35 mm SLR camera.  My dad had purchased a Pentax Ashai camera while in Japan on furlough from Vietnam.  He purchased everything; about 5 lenses, filters, tripod, etc.  When I was a teenager, I had found the camera collecting dust in a closet.  I learned all about aperture, shutter speed, and lighting and took that camera everywhere.  I stopped using it about 8 years ago when we got our first point and shoot digital camera and it had gone back to collecting dust in a closet.

Our point and shoot has taken good photos over the years, so I remained fairly content with it, but I really did miss playing with a camera and seeing the world through the eye piece verses the digital screen.  So when we knew we were going to China, I knew I wanted to take a DSLR with me.  I sold off a bunch of things on Craigslist and eBay, including the old Pentax Ashai to pay for it, and two months ago, I got this new toy . . .

It is certainly not the best or most expensive camera out there, but for what I was looking for and for the price range I was looking in, the Nikon D3200 was my camera of choice.

I brought it out to use it for the first time while on vacation in Cape Cod.  I am a camera junkie and I just loved holding it in my hand, waiting to take some shots.



The first thing I loved about having this camera, other than the feel of it in my hand, was the fact that I could look through the eye piece again to capture a photo.  I LOVE that.  I feel like I am actually IN the scene again and not just watching as a bystander.


I can actually play with the lens and focus it again.




I am able to catch this boy in all of his silliness . . .





I can get up close to objects with out getting a blurry shot.


I can get this son of mine, who does NOT like getting his photo taken, before he turns around and is out of the shot . . . .














I can capture life as it happens.  Smiles and all.


I am THRILLED with my new toy.  I just played with it while on vacation and am excited to figure out all that it is capable of doing!  Then, to tackle Photoshop!

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