As a dedicated shooter, I have amassed an overwhelming number of digital files that I am just now beginning to organize properly. I suspect it will take me at least a year to get a basic organization complete using Lightroom, which I just purchased.
In addition to the satisfaction of achieving some level organization, the only thing I am looking forward to is discovering "forgotten" images. This photograph was taken about 10 years ago when my youngest son attended his first week-long Cub Scout camp. This was also the first summer I began shooting with a Holga.
I share this shot
not because of its technical features or composition, but because it is
an example of one of those rare shots that convey the essence of
something, without being specific. To me at least, this quietly says "summer