So, they say a picture is worth 1,000 words.

So, they say a picture is worth 1,000 words.

Or, in some cases, not.

We will note two recent examples which readers were kind enough to point out, ever so gently.

Travel back to the July 6 edition of The Star and an article on the Outdoors page.

The article, concerned reporting fish kills to state officials and we figured we had the perfect photo, submitted by a reader, that illustrated a recent fish kill.

Unfortunately, we did not pay close enough attention to the accompanying information.

It was a photo of dead fish, but fish that had been caught, landed and then dumped by the angler, a generous term in this instance, at a boat landing.

Not remotely the same thing, as different as being waylaid by a virus as opposed to being attacked with crowbar.

Last week, we managed to repeat this dazzling display of idiocy.

In our weekly rundown of Things to Do, we mentioned snorkeling in St. Joseph Bay, again with an accompanying photo.

We could have taken any number of photos that are submitted, ever so generously, by readers for our Scene Around page, but no, we went to an archived file.

As those who know, when we head to mess-up waters, we don’t dip a toe, we dive in with both feet tied to a cement block.

In any case, the photo we put next to the snorkeling blurb was a beautiful shot.

Problem was, it was not a photo of St. Joseph Bay.

To the eye, apparently a feeble one, it looked sufficiently green and crystalline to convince what fading gray matter remains that it was St. Joseph Bay, but alas, a closer examination would have revealed the folly.

It took a couple of readers to point out that, hey, wrong great shot of water.

Two lessons seem worth taking away.

One, we are all much too human.

There are a host of rationalizations that could be made, plausible pleas for patience, but the reality is they would sound like excuse-making and there really aren’t any excuses.

Neither instance were an example of “fake news” as one reader suggested, with a bit of tongue in cheek.

They were honest mistakes, but mistakes all the same.

For that we apologize.

But the other lesson, and one that was heartening to a reporter in a small community newspaper, was that we have some readers who care.

When you take the time to provide input to a story, to a posting, whatever, that means that on some level you have invested in that story.

Positive or negative, and, yes, negative outweighs but that is the nature of the human condition is it not, that translates, to this tiny brain, into somebody actually caring about whether the local newspaper has it right or not.

That means we are both adhering to our roles in this little enterprise.

And to that, we say, humbly and deeply, thank you.