Celebrating Gertrud's 60 years in Canada, we had a big bbq on the farm. Margaret's cousin Karen and her husband and daughter (Laura, whom we met a month ago) came down to visit. It was hot but no wind so shooting some 35mm film seemed in order.
William and I began a new project, "The Gentleman Farmer" and shot about 150 feet of plus x (my last rolls of this stock). The big disappointment was that the cottage roof has taken some damage and now has a hole big enough for birds to enter and shit all over the place. I wish someone had told us this had happened.