Apparently, I am told, six is old for a laptop. I guess it's like dog years, and it's not "only six years old;" it's, "Wow! Six years old - that's 42 in dog years!" So that explains it. My laptop is 42 years old and will not be coaxed into connecting to the internet anymore. I've seen this coming. For the past several months, it has been increasingly dropping the connection and requiring me to manually re-connect to the router. A minor bother until it became an every couple minutes thing, but still, it worked, even if inconveniently. This week, however, it decided enough is enough and requested retirement benefits.
I've really enjoyed my sweet little laptop, and do not want to replace it. More because of cost than sentiment. I'm hoping my husband will know some miracle cure for it, but he seems inclined to acquiesce to the retirement demands.
So no photos from the past few days, because they are on the laptop, which is not on speaking terms with the modem.