Over the top

Tonight upon traveling to town to Winn Dixie, I detoured at Lake DeSoto downtown. I stopped to photograph the sunset, with a neat Aurora Borealis above the clouds. I realized the limitations I am up against using a sub par camera. I am just too lazy to drag the D3100 along which is much more difficult to achieve suitable exposure for me. Then there are the dust spots in the upper portion of the frame.
Today Carlton Ward posted his equipment he is taking on another extended photograph trip. Where do these guys get all the money to afford all this expensive gear? In sarcasm I posted on his page my Canon S110, two batteries and the little jobo tripod. I said, this is my Thoreau kit of quiet desperation. I am sure he saw absolutely no humor in it.
I just want one decent camera to carry. I do not need an arse---nal. Again...thou shalt not covet.
You can see the one photograph from the sunset tonight on my John Stokes page. My brother Lewis used it for his cover page.
Until then, it had gotten one like.
The photograph of the day for me though was of Kimberly Johnson taken at Olustee back in February. The light was grand behind her, highlighting her hair. I waited patiently for her to exhale in the cool morning, to catch her breath. Rhesa Collup called it steampunk. It only got ten likes. To say the least, I am most disappointed in the photographers, poets and artists that I have as friends. Seldom if ever do any comment or give insight or suggestions. They are too busy promoting their own daily work. Here on this blog as well. I go to the settings page and it shows one visit, maybe two. I wonder if its not my own visiting and so no one is even pulling the page up. Allow me to continue my chronicles of narcissism voyage...
On the John Clare poetry page, I posted what I thought was a good, thought provoking poem contrasting Eden and Sodom, our journey back to Eden, through the Son of Man. It got the usual one like from Melissa and that was that. I deleted it. 
On Fine Art America, I got the stats today and the same. One look from China. China? Good grief.
Neither of the two people who said they were going to order did. I knew that would never happen, but there was hope.
On a brighter note, I sold two note cards and a print last week at the gallery. That was $39 for the print and 2.75 each for the cards. I am on my way. Over the top. All downhill from here.