This has got to be funny; if not that, then sad. I have been spending time around home (not that I am ever very far), waiting until I am physically more mobile, i.e. still recovering. And so I busy myself as best I can, including photographing or at least gathering and putting together the equipment I will need for the summer to photograph images, etc.
Yesterday I needed a particular adapter for a camera mount, but that particular adapter was an import, hard-to-find, and one of those things that once you buy it, you can’t return it, a Special Order. You wait for it to arrive. None of the online shops had it or, as mentioned, it was a special order that would take weeks to get from Europe. Then I thought, as a last resort, why not look on Ebay. While not likely, there is always a chance there could be one.
And the amazing thing is there was one, and at a good price, but that was just the beginning. To my complete surprise, the seller also lived in Michigan, just as I do, which means it might ship fast, and then when I looked closer, I was further amazed to find that the seller lived in the very same little town that I do, Big Rapids. How improbable was that, to find a rare camera adapter being sold by a seller who lived in the same town? I had to meet this person, just because we must have so much in common.
I tried to ask the seller a question on line. I wanted to make him an offer below what he was asking. He might go for it, but try as I might, the darned Ebay would was not working properly. It would not let me email the seller, make my offer, and I planned to offer some friendship as well. I could drive across town and pick the item up in just a minute or two.
Well, as it turned out, when I read the even smaller print, the seller was already someone I knew, none other than myself; I had posted this adapter for sale maybe a year ago and had left it up there and then forgotten all about it. In a split second, I had no one to bargain with and no new photo friend, but I did have the adapter, and always did. And I had to really laugh. Talk about getting old?
And there must be some allegorical meaning here about looking for your Self outside yourself, not unlike what Narcissus did when he saw his own reflection in a pool. Only here I saw my reflection in the Internet and wanted to meet this guy. We had so much in common. I also wanted to find out if he would take less for what the adapter he was selling. LOL.
Well, that house of cards came tumbling down and here I sit clear-minded, my reflection-doppelganger having vanished.
[Photo taken very early this morning, the new buds on a local Spruce tree. Nikon D810, PB4, El Nikkor 105mm APO, Zerene Stacker]
