The Hassy

Last call at a little French place…

Restaurant menus are no joke.

Just hanging out.

She’s the only one who will “sit” & “stay” for me.

Given the cost of developing medium format film these days, I’ve now turned the bathroom into a darkroom.

I’m sitting and everything.

I’ve been tracking it in the mail for several days. The Hassy finally came in today.

I threw out the butter in the “dairy tray” of my fridge to stock film… It’s a good day