Sunday, July 31, 2005
My Day At the Atlanta Botanical Gardens...
This morning seemed like a perfect day to enjoy the outdoors. Still mostly cool, the air was breathable and pleasant. Michael and I headed to Piedmont Park and the Atlanta Botanical Garden. After being mildly dismayed by the cost per person (12 dollars/adult), I was glad to see a thriving garden with many nifty features.

Of course, what was also wonderful about this trip was the first time I could really play with Michael's camera, a digital camera. I've only used film, and I have to say, the ability to focus on composing and less on technical stuff is really neat. Of course, I STILL think it is cheating with digital, but there was a lot less stress when I could preview a frame before I saved it.

The following pictures are only about half of the ones I took. It is hard to NOT take a good picture when all of the subjects are so beautiful, and for the most part, still.

Additionally, the Atlanta Botanical Gardens are also doing a fun exhibit including model trains and landmarks of Atlanta made out of twigs. I think it was marketed to children, but I was thoroughly impressed.
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