I got a Nikon D 750 and she is a girl! She is huge and the sister of Godzilla. My husband either loves me very much or he wishs me far away, out of the house - hoping, that I will become totally absorbed by something else but him. He also bought a gigantic lens, which seemed to be the dream of every photographer. Must have been the best of the best, because we would have needed a trailer for the car, a cage and a muzzle for the beast inside. Sadly the shop assistant was a complete moron. He didn't have any clue, what lens will be the best for a full frame camera! I'm glad that Tom advised us at the same day to give it back. Ok, now I have just a tiny normal lens without some special features and I'm happy too. I'm so overwhelmed, with all these features of Zilla, that I don't care about the lens. We will buy what we want, need or can pay for, when we master the camera itself. First things first!
Ok, I took already five (5, V) pictures. Now I have to catch my breath. Everything is different and nevertheless the same, because it's me, who takes the pictures.
Mrs. Hopper had to play photo model. Since two days she was hiding in our living room. Today my husband caught her, when she tried to crawl under my desk. After I let her pay for two days of Bed without Breakfast, Roland gave her a free ride to the balcony. Meanwhile she is happily munching down the salad and herbs of our neighbors. That is the problem: if you share a tiny balcony, one will add the flowers, the other the bugs.