This shot, taken Wednesday evening after work on the South side of the farm, is demonstrative of what I most like about SX-70 work with Impossible Project film-the painterly and diffused look of late 1800's romantic prints. When you hit that little button or cable release (if you are lucky enough to find an original one) and that motor whirrrrs for a second and spits out a print you must immediately keep it in a dark place for 40 minutes-the whole time never knowing what you are going to get for sure..
Rifle season opens 11/15 for whitetail deer. I took off opening day but that will be it until the weekend. Tom sent me a nice picture of an 8 point 20 yards from his blind. With the pain from the tumors, I don't think he can shoot a bow, so he will have to wait for gun season. I am glad he gets at least one more deer season and Eric and I will hunt over there too. So far, he is not responding to chemo at all, other than horrid nausea and sweats. Breaks my heart.
“Caring is our curse. If we don’t care, we can’t get hurt. But if we didn’t care, the world would be a dark place to live. We have to deal with it and realize life isn’t fair. People are taken out of our lives, and others live who don’t deserve to continue.”
― Mandi Lynn, Essence