Trip Report (3.3) – Dinner Time!

It was an overcast and dreary morning on the old tree-lined street.  Even the birds were still abed.  The dismal gray was pierced with the bark of a…

We have a Polaroid with some spare gone bad film.  We knew the film had been left in heat and toted around, who-knows-where, so we let the wee…

It was an overcast and dreary morning on the old tree-lined street.  Even the birds were still abed.  The dismal gray was pierced with the bark of a…

We have a Polaroid with some spare gone bad film.  We knew the film had been left in heat and toted around, who-knows-where, so we let the wee…

It was an overcast and dreary morning on the old tree-lined street.  Even the birds were still abed.  The dismal gray was pierced with the bark of a…