I had another roll of film processed over the weekend (yet to be scanned) but it wasn't as successful as the first. After calculating the number of photos that worked to the cost of buying and developing film, it comes out at almost 10 bucks per (good) shot. Yikes! So this afternoon we broke things up and took the digital camera out. Between us PB and I shot 360 photographs, 176 of which were deleted and 6 of which appear here.
to front only the essential facts of life,
and see if I could not learn what it had to teach,
and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
– Walden, Henry David Thoreau
PB, you Crusty Old Sea Dog, in the last year you've switched from surfing to SUP, given up espressos for weak soy lattes (?!) and more recently gone vego. But man, nobody could call you soft. I'm so relieved that since having a family you're (apparently) more cautious in the big waves.
* Photo credit goes to local lad, 16-year old Joel Barker.
Sleep is being lost over the thought of getting the film processed. As BB would say, I get blahla-flies in my tummy every time I snap a picture!
* iPhone snap by PB.