My whole family has an odd affinity for old fashioned lives. Any Somerville get-together is marked by the tappity-tap of typewriters, scattered piles of vintage suitcases and scarves, and any number of thrift shop finds given a second life.
It wasn’t a surprise then, when my littlest sister Mawney brought an old Pentax camera on our recent trip to Bobcaygeon, Ontario. It used film ( real film!) And when she finally found a place to develop said film, she sent me some of the pictures.