Bit of bad news . . .

This is a goat. An Angora goat to be precise. And it has absolutely nothing to do with the rest of this post. Except for this fact: I shot this with my Nikon F3.

The very same F3 that gave up the ghost this week.

Honestly, the camera is not the thing that determines my ability to take a picture. It's the eye, it's always been said, not the gear. Which is true.

That being said, however . . .I miss my F3. When I was in J school in the 80s, I lusted after the F3. The hot shot pros used them, and they were fabulously expensive. I'd never be able to afford one. Money would always be between me and that camera. Then the digital revolution made things cheap in the film camera world, and I snagged one.

And now, I'm off to go down the rabbit hole of KEH to get another one. The insanity . . .