Well, it was minor, as disasters go, but I’m still upset about it. I was transferring the photos from my iPhone to a flash drive today. I was interrupted briefly, then noticed that the transfer had stopped. I didn’t check to see if the photos had gone to their new home properly; instead, I deleted them. Aaarrrgggghhhhh!!! Because, for some reason, none of them made it home and I could not figure out a way to ‘undo’ or ‘restore’ or any of that good stuff. It was a total of two weeks’ picture taking, including a few family videos that I really wanted to keep. Oh well, lesson learned: pay attention and think before deleting!
The bright light in all this: because the phone was full, I had no way to photograph the square before it went off to Belgium, so I scanned it instead. Those scans are all I have of it now; but at least I have a record.
I think I am too impulsive at times. Perhaps this will be corrected one day. You think??
At times like this, I like to remember King David, who made many huge and memorable mistakes, but he learned from each one and never repeated them. Oh, to be like him!