Here is a story from this weekend

Was sitting at the lake, (well, we call it a lake but it’s actually a small pond), with a camera, taking photos of pond life and my mother sat close by with her crossword puzzle, glass of wine and pen.Mom: “Four letters, starts with M, or could be W, philistine pursuits. What’s a Philistine?”Me: “Derogatory term for someone who doesn’t understand art, intellectual concepts...”Clickclick...click...Mom: “...someone from Palestine?”Me: click click “not necessarily” clickMom: “Do you ever hear it in conversation? ...with normal people I mean?”Me: “yes,” clickMom: “In what context did you hear it then? ...you’ll have 50 photos of the same thing if you keep this up.”Me: click...putting camera down. “ I believe the person who used the word last was criticising another person’s taste in wine.”Picking camera back up again.Click click click...... clickMom: “well, that can’t be...”Me: “why not?”Mom: “they don’t drink wine in Palestine.”Me: “hmm” ...click click clickSo I’ve come to the conclusion that trying to photograph dragonflies with a Canon Rebel is virtually impossible.