Memories

... of my first photo-muse, my great-aunt Ethel Ross, who carried a Kodak Brownie everywhere she went. The one I remember best was a folding camera that looked very much like this Agfa/Ansco bellows camera I recently added to my (small but growing) collection of vintage cameras.

The can of chowder is just a prop but certainly reminds me of my days in Maine ... wicked good days, finest kind actually.

... and the adventure through the viewfinder continues.

* extra ... and while I was out in the backyard any way.