Old photos are fun.

Yesterday I installed Picasa 3 at the urging of a group of people discussing it in a forum I was reading. Oddly enough, I like it. Very strange, indeed. Nonetheless, in the process of playing with the program, I decided to use it to organize what few photos I have on my computer (since I reloaded it, pretty much everything lives on my USB back up drive). I thought, "I'll go through this "prints" folder and create some smaller images to share online, and delete some of the duplicates, etc."

That proved to me amazingly interesting in and of itself. I played for a while, but when my husband came home from work I put it away because at that point it was time to veg out with him. I couldn't, however, stop thinking about some of the images I'd re-visited and the thoughts, feelings, etc., that originally went along with them and how much they - how much I - I had changed since then. Some of them, well, I just didn't have any feelings about at all anymore, and some of them were even more special or sentimental to me... Very odd and interesting.

This morning, I got up with my husband and 3AM (this is normal for me at this point in my pregnancy, as it is getting more and more difficult to sleep), and as he left for work I finished what I'd started yesterday afternoon, and uploaded some of the shots here. I also used Picasa to upload a few of the (same) shots to my blogger blog, which was interesting, as well.

So the moral of the story, I guess, is two-fold: it's really fun and interesting to re-visit old photos/work, and Picasa 3 really can be a useful tool. LOL