As much as I love being able to take hundreds of photos of the girls, and as happy as I am that they will (hopefully) always have all this amazing documentation of their childhoods, I realize that the chances of them having those old, beaten-up pictures of themselves is very slim. I have started hard-copy photo albums for each of them, since they are always so enjoyable to leaf through, but the majority of their photos will likely remain on a hard drive, only to be seen while scrolling with a mouse, trackpad or touch screen. As astounding as all this technology is, and as wonderful it is as a parent to be able to catalogue so much of my children's lives, I fear we have lost something tangibly nostalgic in this transition.
Enter a whole slew of Applications (Apps) for your smartphone that will instantly transform your favourite photos into blasts from the past. I recently downloaded Instagram on my iPhone and I'm absolutely smitten. And I know I am somewhat late to this party: a great many of my friends have been using these Apps for some time now. But I feel like a kid in a candy store and I have to stop myself from converting each and every one of my thousands of photos into 70's-era memorabilia.
Case(s) in point:
Oh boy. A whole new addiction... I'll try not to go overboard, but I can't promise that you won't be seeing some more photos like this in the near future.
This isn't meant to be an advertisement or anything, just
a very excited nostalgia buff finding a shiny new toy.
awesome...
ReplyDeleteI am totally envious...
still waiting for my iPhone :P
NOW I wish I had an iphone! Great pics!
ReplyDeleteLove, Mom