Last shot on the roll. I was saving it for a view that demanded a photograph. I crossed over the ridge and the park road and was about to head back into the woods and down toward Durand Lake. I looked up.
Eastman Lake in Durand Eastman Park. I recognized the spot as one I had photographed a week before with the cellphone.
In case you haven’t yet caught on, I love Durand Eastman Park.
Different day, but still gloriously bright. I followed a path along one of the ridges jutting out into Eastman Lake.
Were there is bright sunshine there are also deep shadows.
I took the Yashica-D down to Durand Eastman Park a couple times a week ago. Both were exceedingly bright days.
I shot a roll of Portra 400 down in Durand Eastman Park with the Yashica-D. The flowers were out in force.
Eastman Lake in Durand Eastman Park, a week ago or so. Last frame on the roll of twelve. It was a beautiful day with the clouds rolling in and out.
The lake reclaims what once it nourished.
I keep telling myself I won’t do it next time, but I keep discovering that I put a camera away with a roll of film with a couple exposures on it.