SOTC 339/365

I've had my iPhoneXR nine months, and am never not impressed with its photographic capabilities.

I've lived in Alberta 38 years, and am never not impressed with its topography.

Also, these two impressive features play well together.

SOTC 332/365

I put my iPhone lens-side-up, low in the garden, and...

#IAmGrateful 8

Technology

I'm a bit of a contradiction when it comes to technology. I am tech savvy enough to navigate most of what 2017 has to offer, but I'm not an early adopter of anything, because I'm also one of those people who will use something until it's absolutely worn out or completely incompatible with my life. Which basically means that I have the newest MacBook, but I still own a tube TV.

But when I think about the technology that has become meaningful in my everyday life, I am floored by its power.

You guys.

I can take a photo on my phone, then open the image on my laptop without having to connect the two devices together.

I can have a "face-to-face" visit with friends who live far away.

I can draft an entire essay on my iPad simply by speaking into it.

I can can unlock my phone and laptop with my fingerprint.

I can use my phone as a boarding pass.

I can use my phone as a concert ticket.

I can use my phone as a remote control for my camera.

And on the topic of digital cameras, can I just note that I would not be the photographer I am today were I reliant on film (or I would be, but I'd be flat broke, one of the two).

...So for all the hazards that come along with technology--the risk of wi-fi signals on our physiology, the effect of extended screen use on our health and well-being, the time suck that is the internet, etc.--I must say, I am still quite grateful.

(c) Photos by Gina

SOTC 222/365

I am so impressed at my iPhone's capabilities sometimes. #easypanos

SOTC 195/365

"Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart." - Unknown

SOTC 152/365

SOTC 141/365

The air is crisp;

a blue curtain of sky rises up behind

the sun-drenched skyline.

There is a quiet hum of traffic over the bridge,

and somewhere down in the valley,

a woodpecker hammers out his morning song.

The iPhone's Story

When my mobile phone contract was up for renewal back in 2012, the phone itself was pretty much expired as well, so I decided to upgrade my little flip phone to a smartphone. As the iPhone 5 had just been released, I was able to get an iPhone 4 for free with a three-year contract.

In this convenience-driven, everything-is-disposable society, I find myself part of the ever-shrinking minority of people who still use items until they are worn out or broken beyond repair, rather than just throwing them away at the first chance to 'upgrade.' At the time of acquiring my iPhone, its predecessor was being held together in spots with scotch tape.

My iPhone still has a year left on its contract before I can upgrade to something newer without penalty. In the last two years, my iPhone's screen cover and protective plastic housing have proven their worth several times over. I am fairly diligent about taking good care of my electronics--phone included. Still, that doesn't mean my phone hasn't seen its share of bumps and bruises. Really, given the appearance of many of my friends' and colleagues phones, it is a wonder that all the buttons still work properly and that my screen isn't cracked. The protective plastic case has taken on some scratches around the edges as it has sacrificed itself to protect the phone. The corners of the fabric back side have frayed. The screen protector no longer seals around its edges lining the speaker and home button. And on a recent trip to the States for work, the screen protector managed to acquire hefty scratch marks from being jostled around while sharing very close quarters with a sharp object.

As I first noticed this most recent scratch, I thought to myself, looks like I'll be shopping for a new screen protector when I get home. But as the day went on, I continued to use my phone without issue, hardly even noticing that the scratched section was there, except when I ran my finger over the newly abrasive spot. A decent screen cover runs about $20. With only a year left before I upgrade, if the functionality of the phone has not been compromised, I started to wonder, is a new screen protector really necessary?

And cost aside, this war wound tells a story. When someone sees it and asks what happened to my phone, I can tell them that I was walking along the white-sand shores of the Gulf of Mexico with a couple of colleagues when we noticed a school of sting rays swimming in the waves close to the shore. I can tell them how I took out my phone--screen still scratch free--and captured a short video of their graceful movements. I can tell my listener about how we then continued to track the sting rays along the shore. How they didn't seem to be in any hurry to move back out to sea. How I decided in that moment to get my real camera, which was still in my bag under a beach chair further up the beach. I can tell them how I stuffed my phone into my shorts pocket and made the sprint of my life through the soft sand* to the bag and back. How I snapped the shutter over and over, half galloping along the beach to keep just ahead of the gliding group, while simultaneously trying to capture the lead ray's fin when it would occasionally cut through the water's surface.

I can tell them how, when I was finally, truly out of breath, I stood on the shore for just a moment longer to take in some ocean air and watch them swim and disappear under a large wave. How we returned to our beach chairs and started packing up then, cameras and phones put bag into bags, while the excitement still lingered, and infused with a new peace as the sun started making its descent over the ocean. How I rinsed my feet and legs under the on-site shower, as much to wash away the sand as to cool myself off--still hot as I was after my impromptu run. How it was only when we approached the car in the parking lot that I pulled out my phone once again, and noticed that it was now heavily scratched in one spot. How I still cannot tell you if the scratch was acquired while it was in the pocket of my shorts as I ran, or in the pocket of my bag as we made our return to the car. How I only know that it came as a result of just fully being in the place where I was; taking in the sun, the sand, the warmth, the life--and forgetting everything else in that moment, including the phone. How sometimes an experience is worth a few scratches.

Yes, each mark on my phone tells a story--grand or otherwise. And while there would still be a story if I replaced the screen protector... somehow, without that scratch... It just wouldn't be the same.

 *which is delightful to sink your feet into but something else entirely to try and run through.

Valentine's Day is So "Corn"y (SOTC 87/365)

Looks like

Valentine's Day.

Tastes like Halloween.

May I Always Be Broken

"Remember how God poured His divinity into humanity in the form of a tiny, helpless baby. Don't consider yourself above Him by thinking that the sky is the limit and if you just had more time/energy/talent, you can get there one day.

The sky is only the limit if you are an airplane. If you are human, your feet will nearly always be planted firmly on the ground. That is where they must be for you to do the kind of work that keeps you touchable, broken, but somehow at the same time, unbreakable."

-- Emily Freeman (Read the full blog post here.)

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You know you might be addicted when...

256/365

Rain. Don't worry, I've got it covered.

252/365

After today, I'm convinced they sell them in packs of three not so that you'll have three over the life of your phone, but because it takes three tries to adhere the thing properly to your #*$&@ phone.

251/365

"Can I take a picture?"

245/365

Dear iPhone,


I'm sorry I ever doubted that I wanted you. You are absolutely lovely.


Technologically yours,

Gina

235/365

My nephew decides that watching Little Bear on his mom's iPhone is quality Skype conversation.

156/365

Each engaged in our own screen; oh, technology.