Did you catch the supermoon Satuday night? Everyone was talking about it…it was the first time in a whole bunch of years that the moon has been this close to the earth. It was really bright, although not quite as big as I expected from my vantage point. I’m glad I can say I saw it – I’m all about jumping on once-in-a-lifetime opportunities. But I did not take a single photo. I thought about it for about half a second, and then I thought, nah.
Scrapbooker Tami of 5 years ago would have taken photos. Probably a whole lot of them.
What has changed?
I have taken the time (thanks in part to to Library of Memories) to get to know what types of photos and stories make the most meaningful pages for me. I have determined which pages and projects are worth my limited discretionary time. And I can say with 98.2% certainty that I’m not going to feel inspired to create a scrapbook page about the supermoon. Should I decide I do want to include a moon photo on a page (say, for instance, a highlight page of cool things that occurred in 2011), I know the wonders of the internet make it possible to find one better than I could take, like this one:
Meanwhile, I saved myself a bunch of time by not having to upload and sort through a slew of moon photos. They won't be taking up space on my hard drive, or in my storage binders of prints. And most importantly, I saw the supermoon with a sense of presence and appreciation...not just through the lens of a camera.
I kind of feel like I've missed some stuff over the years, because I spent so much time behind a camera trying to get that "perfect shot" instead of enjoying the moments. What I've discovered about myself is that my memory is better than my photography skills. It just about always captures a moment I was present in better than my camera captures one I was half-present in. I can pair a poignant memory with a less-than-perfect shot, or a completely unrelated photo, or a google image if necessary.
The path of my memory-keeping habits changed course just a bit, orbiting a bit closer to what I consider realistic for me, and that is a particularly bright realization.