“Dad, what are you doing?” Harold watched his father using his phone to take a photo of a collection of breakfast items and a tablet.
“Creating a still life,” Leonard said trying to hold his smartphone with one hand and maneuver his thumb.
“Uh huh,” replied his son. “I thought that was done with a bowl of fruit, a canvas, and oil paints.”
“This is the digital age, Harold,” Dad replied pressing the button. “Oh, now you did it. I didn’t get the framing right.”
“Digital photography is forgiving, Dad.” Harold rolled his eyes and went back into the kitchen.
