No stories to tell from the Farmer's Market. It was among the more relaxed of all the visits I've had to the square for that event. Sunshine passing slowly; music in the distance, kids playing, people laughing and chatting; snacks and water and wine.
I somehow managed to screw up the cards in both slots of my camera. I was only able to salvage the above image out of it. I have not had the best luck lately letting things work on their own without somehow ruining them. I have "shot" six rolls of film now that, after being processed, were completely empty. Blank. It's not a great feeling.
I don't mind challenges, it's the recurring mistakes that will devour you.
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