It started out a little rough—maybe I wouldn’t get out of the corner I’d painted myself into.

That first day in Edinburgh had me worried. True enough, the new iPhone I had decided to use was delightfully light to carry as we scrambled up Arthur’s Seat to look down on the capital city of Scotland. But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t struggling to make pictures. Walking down the Royal Mile surrounded by all things Scottish, nothing seemed worth a picture. Out of desperation I took a few glib shots. Awful! Surrounded by great subjects I could see nothing. Made me feel worse.

New cameras are supposed to unlock photographic possibilities. New vistas are supposed to open up before us,