A photography buddy of mine (Oh, and do go look at his things as he is one of those people who really capture his area. It doesn’t hurt that Minnesota is stunningly beautiful.) ended up with a bunch of old negatives that he didn’t have time to deal with. It seems newborns take an excessive amount of time out of one’s schedule. (Lifehack: Children are like bananas. Buy them fully ripened. If the stork brings them when they are green, they are nothing but waiting and outgassing.) So he sent them to me. The negatives, not the child.