Just a few more of the boys from around the house. The first two are of Bo, and the last of Luke. Still using the Pen F body, but now using the Olympus M.Zuiko 12-40mm PRO. I’ve had that lens it seems like forever, having picked it up with an E-M5 body back in 2014. Of course, it was the Elite E-M5 which really is a thing. What made the Elite, elite? A different splatter paint on the exterior, otherwise nothing else changed. The only reason I got the body is that the entire kit cost $600, which meant I got a spare E-M5 body for free. Anyway…
The 12-40mm has been in the shop once for $135 to fix the manual focusing function. All Olympus lenses are focus-by-wire, even if you pull back the clutched “manual” focusing ring. The fix for manual focus was electronic, not physical. I’m using that now in place of the PanLeica 1.4/25mm because I need the flexibility of the zoom for better composition. The boys don’t like it when I stick a camera in their face anymore than a human would. At f/2.8 max aperture, it’s fast enough with the Pen F to give me decent quality in the light I find myself in.
Although I’ve been on a black-and-white kick for a while now, I find I like the one color image of Bo over its equivalent black-and-white in the sequence.
I grabbed the image of Luke because lately he’s been sitting on the backs of chairs in the kitchen. I don’t now why. But he’ll sit there and survey the entire kitchen before hopping down and strolling over to where he wants to hang out. And no, I don’t know what the intense stare is for. This is the last photo I took with the 25mm.
This morning was very unusual weather-wise. We woke up to a local temperature of 59°F. For a lot of you around the northern climes, that’s probably hot to you. But for those of us Down South, a low 59°F in the morning at the end of April in central Florida is unusual enough to write about it. This same time last week the morning lows were a good 10 to 15 degrees higher, and a lot muggier. I’m certainly not one to complain as it has been a wonderful morning to just open up the house to the outside for a bit. Of course, it’s cool enough that Bo and Luke want to fluff up in their turkey positions to stay warm.
Bo seemed to be entranced with something outside the screened in area. So I went out to look around and found this:
Yep, that’s a jet contrail. I haven’t spotted one in weeks. And I didn’t hear the jet that produced it when it went over, so I’m assuming it was at a fairly high altitude. Whether Bo heard it and was watching it, I’ll never be completely sure. But I would never have spotted it unless he was looking up intently at that moment in time.
Luke was at his Breakfast Cat station on the edge of the kitchen sink. That’s the spot he knows where he can sit and watch everything without getting in my way, and pushed back onto the floor where cats should be. But this is Luke, who’s a Ginger, with a gentle Ginger ‘tude.
What would our household be without our Doodle? Annie is now a big five, and has come into her own. She’s calmed quite a bit, but she still likes to jump up and walk around on her hind legs with her forepaws out batting at me and the air in front of her. It’s the circus Poodle part that wants to perform, I’m sure of it. And all that Poodle-derived curly hair. Our living Muppet.
Time to clean up and let the girls lick the breakfast plates clean. Eggs over easy as usual, and they love to lick up any leftover yolk. And then more of today’s happenings.