Taking Pictures

I look at all these people with fancy cameras, taking photos and buying all kinds of equipment. The fact is I don't care about taking pictures. I figure if I see it, then that is enough. Perhaps I am not sentimental. The fact is, when I did take pictures on trips when younger, they sat in their film envelopes and never got labelled or put in photo albums. The current scrapbooking craze reinforces the popularity of taking pictures. Maybe the fact that I cannot center a shot or cut off heads is one reason I avoid taking pictures.
At the dentist this week, I got a camera that is just "my speed." It was in the toy box, for kids that were well-behaved at the dentist (yes, I was!) and it is a little cheap version of a Viewmaster, with cartoon caricatures of a zebra, giraffe, lion, and monkey, with a group shot as well. So, really, I don't need anything else, because if I were ever to take a picture, it would be of a giraffe and its fellow animals. When on the safari truck in the San Diego Wildlife Park, I relished the kisses of many giraffes while my husband took many photos. I don't need a picture to remember the ecstacy of that day.