When I was a teenager, I got a camera for Christmas. My family hated me, because I took pictures of them constantly. I loved photography and always carried my cheap camera with me. I spent good money getting the film processed at the drug store.
Now all I have is my smartphone. I took this photo this morning of the trees in my backyard. I love the color of the sky and the snowy branches. I even caught the chimney of my neighbor across the way. I might buy myself a real camera one of these days.