Shutter Speed On Point And Shoot

The spider

On the way back from Killen Fallen, my Czech friend arrampincandosi proceed quickly with his long levers. I can hardly follow him, trudging along, but do not give up. At one point I see the figure of Thomas stop and start screaming. From behind the cry: "What happened?" He turns, with a smile on his face and he replies: "I found, I found it! I found my spider! Look! "I'm waved and moved slightly on the side, I try to focus the point that I was pointing to Thomas and, finally, I get a sharp image of a spider (huge spider!), Of various colors, leaning its web, waiting for some prey. Thomas was hitting against us, probably I, being more 'low, I would have passed over without even realizing it. Between the excitement of my disbelief and Thomas' shot a series of photos to witness the event, and Thomas now tells me: "I have to go, absolutely your photos. Now remains for me to see a large snake and then are fine. " And the phrase 'thrown out' as a child would do a little 'brat in search of adventure in the woods around his home and reminded me that I was that kid while I ventured with Nicholas, my cousin and Shoeshine, my dog \u200b\u200bover the garden the grandmother's house in the country. I still remember when they climbed over the wall and we head to the fields with the pretext of searching for mushrooms or asparagus. I remember one day when we ventured in for a real estate ' where we had never set foot 'cause my grandmother had always told us that if we went to those places, the owner would have fired his gun: it seems like it was a particularly grumpy. But we do that afternoon, at the expense of my grandmother's warnings, we ventured past the bushes, 'cause all we were told that in those places we found some delicious strawberries. I still remember when we got to the pool: Shoeshine freezes 'and stopped wagging his tail as if he sensed knows' what and Nicola and I were completely surprised by the discovery of an unknown location within walking distance from home. Looking back and visit that place in my memory the most 'recent, in fact,' it is only a small pool of water, but at that moment, the evening during the season of fireflies, it seemed an enchanted lake.