Past Lives

I was home a few weeks ago, and shot algunas fotos of the general surroundings of my parents house. Having misplaced my digital camera months ago in an unfortunate episode in rural Vermont the day I presented my Master's capstone, I was starting to die a little bit inside from lack of camera contact. I dugout a rather nice film camera I acquired about 6 months before film became virtually obsolete. There is something nice about using a real camera, perhaps because there is so much more skill required when you cannot immediately see your result in a viewfinder. But, yeah, it's harder. And frankly, any romance I had with the old school technology was destroyed when Walgreen's did the same to my film.