Carrie explained that she hadn’t added a thing to the photo, she’d merely used the computer to develop the information that the camera had captured and brought out the beautiful details.
‘And that’s a photo that I took?’ Charlotte asked.
‘All of those images in the filmstrip are from your camera Charlie. You took them all. Would you like to have a try now?’
They swapped places and, guided by Carrie, Charlotte moved the sliders and completed the processing. Before long, Charlotte was able to cope alone and had made up her mind to acquire that software. She made a careful note on her phone of what to get. She had one last favour to ask of Carrie before she removed the SD card.
Carrie agreed and exported the processed files back to a file from which she emailed them to Charlotte.
Carrie said that she’d already developed her own images and showed them to Charlotte, who could see that there was a visible difference in quality between hers and Carrie’s but, as Carrie explained, her camera was a professional model that she needed to produce photos which she could confidently offer for sale. Charlie was, nevertheless delighted with her photographs, which she could now show to friends and family.
They spent the remainder of the afternoon walking around Lyme, occasionally resting to enjoy the views across the Cobb and out to sea, watching boats bobbing and birds swooping, adventurous souls swimming and people just walking or sitting. The two friends sat listening, depending on where they were at the time, to the sounds of the sea, the shrieking of the gulls, the breeze, the people talking or the passing traffic.
Too soon, it seemed to Charlotte, it was time for her final meal with Carrie, at least for the time being, because she hoped against hope that they’d see each other again. They strolled slowly to their restaurant.
By now they already knew each other’s postal and email addresses, telephone numbers and birthdays. They reminisced as they ate, about the places they’d seen together, the things they’d enjoyed most. Before they parted, standing where they could overlook the Cobb, Charlotte reached into her bag and handed the envelope to Carrie.
‘Carrie, I had no idea what to get you as a keepsake, but there’s something in there that I know you’ll make good use of. It isn’t much, but I just wanted to say thank you for your company and for making this such a wonderful holiday.’
‘But I haven’t got anything for you Charlie. You shouldn’t have – but thank you.’
‘No. Thank you for teaching me so much – and I don’t just mean about photography. Listen Carrie, I have a lovely brother, but I always wanted a sister and, this past week, you’ve been like the sister I always wanted. I do hope that you find all the shots that you could wish for on the remainder of your tour in Devon and Cornwall and I hope that you’ll find time to come North and spend some time with me – and meet my family.’
Both women were close to tears as they hugged each other before parting.
When she reached her room, Charlotte sat down on the bed feeling a deep sense of loss. Her reverie was broken when her phone notified her of an incoming message.
Back to the real world!
This is the second of the photos that I took on Saturday 6th March, 2021 while walking around Carr Mill Dam. The Dam is used a lot by anglers and the photo shows, in the foreground, one of the many anglers’ pegs around the water’s edge – and in the background, the trees on the bank as it rises above the lake.
I used my Pentax K1 36 MP full-frame-camera with a 24-70 mm f/2.8 short telephoto lens attached. The shutter speed was 30 seconds at f/14 and 24 mm. The ISO was 100. The shot was tripod mounted and I used a six stop neutral density filter. I post-processed my shot in Lightroom Classic.