on my camera.
What they are doing and when they do it, I don’t know.
I just see the pictures after the fact, when I upload my camera to the computer.
Hmmmm . . . . .the evidence is circumstantial. Obvious wrongdoing is not clear, but there is fire involved. Since I am ALWAYS here, I feel vaguely suspicious that these strange things seem to happen during the rare times when I am not here or obviously distracted elsewhere.
Along with the fire photo, I found this . . . . . .
I give full credit to whomever took this picture for helping my shy girl break out of her shell and find her inner, fearless goof. Or whatever you want to call it.
And her hair wasn’t singed by fire, so that is a double plus.