My blog, she is dead

Well, with the best of intentions, bent on an improved product, I have been running around Cape Town today taking photographs of archaic features and details that link the city with its past, so as to feed my new hobby, Flickr. It's been instructive. Up to now I have mostly photographed landscapes and candid portraits using available light. This exercise with my little Pentax Optio forced me to act as a recorder and not a creator, eliminating my main talent, composition, and demanding the kind of painstaking discipline you see CSI photographers using to snap corpses. Very appropriate. Still, it reconnected me with the city in a way I haven't experienced it since I first moved here. Everything had to be looked at afresh.

So anyway ... I rush home, download my wad of pix into Picasa, edit everything, eliminate all but the best, upload to Flickr, I'm cooking, really getting on top of this blogging thing ... only I'm not. Having added Flickr badge code to my template, I find my blog lifeless, unresponsive. The preview with the pulsing picture frame was fiction. There is no pulse ... after republishing about a hundred times, I go back to posting, in the hope that at least that bit of my blog's corpus is still clinging to life. And here goes ...

Update Saturday: "My baby -- it's a miracle!" (Faints).