The Arboretum at Flagstaff ate my camera.
I took Elias and Xavier to the arboretum this morning. The day was like a 1960s Disney film with blue skies and singing birds. Elias was ready to explore the wooded paths and Xavier was asleep on my chest.
As Elias threw stones into a small brook my camera fell out of its case, hit the ground and landed in the water. I grabbed it quickly, but to no avail. My camera is now dead.
There is a chance that it will work again, but I am too devastated to write much more. For now, my posts will be void of images.
R.I.P. Nikon Coolpix.