He gave me my first real 35mm camera and taught me how to use it.
When mine was stolen, he let me use his.
He bought me my first DLSR and conspired to get me my beautiful Mac that makes life as a writer and photographer so much easier.
So of course he has carte blanche when he wants to wander off with my camera to take some photos, like these down by the little pond this past weekend...
(I just did a little cropping and editing.)