True fact: I am not a professional photographer.
Another true fact: I am in desperate need of — something.
As I write this I’m sitting in a park pavilion early on a Saturday morning. I’m supposed to be taking photos of a kids’ triathlon for the newspaper, but right now, as the littlest kids are in the pool and on their bikes and running their little legs off, I’m not taking their pictures.
Recently, I bought a jazzy new camera, a red one, with a zoomy lens.