Twice. Three years apart. The first time I passed it off as something I’d done during when starting vacation photos after the camera had rested for weeks. (Or was it months that time?)
The second time, less than a month ago, the electrons went all distracted between two photos taken mere minutes apart.
According to my vacation photos, I visited Shiloh National Military Park in May, 2206. When??? I don’t know about you — but this woman born mid-twentieth century doesn’t expect to be walking on earth in 2206.
Problem dealt with and camera brought back to the correct date after return from that trip. It was a lovely trip – sightseeing, reunion with friends, and new experiences.
During the recent visit of that out-of-town company, I visited a local college campus and photographed some of the statues of Native Americans scattered around the edges of a water feature. It wasn’t until the next day, after we’d taken the photos of each other at my house that I noticed anything wrong.
My, I looked good from my age. Let’s see. October 2037 is 24 years into the future? And I don’t look older than in a group photo taken in April 2013.
They’re back in the present now. Here’s hoping that the electrons will mind their manners and stay on the road, within the speed limit.