I took myself to the Royal Botanical Gardens yesterday. Had a cheese and vegemite sandwich beneath a ridiculously enormous oak and listened to the bell birds, because I am a very cheap date.
I can't tell you what any of those plants are, as I was too busy playing with my camera to take much note. Very lax of me.
At what point does the image stop being photography and start being manipulation? I've adjusted the light and colour balance on several of these, as the sun was playing silly buggers most of the day. While I am getting better at taking, first shot, the photo I wish to take, I'm never going to be serious enough to get an end result I like without some manipulation.
Or I could simply remember to take a damn tripod with me.