A bit of still-life I stumbled upon in the loading dock of an abandoned hospital.

The last shot on the first test roll of my Fujica G690BL.  Yes, I'd say that lens is sharp.

The very first shot on the first test roll I ran through my gorgeously beaten up, 40+-year-old Fujica G690BL.  No meter, all manual everything, big, heavy, clunky.  I think I'll keep it.  And while we're on the subject, I though elves were supposed to be jolly.

Sloppy, soggy Wilson Beach with my trusty, all-manual, no-light-meter, 50-year-old Bronica S2.

A bit of October zen along Lake Michigan.

I do like things when they fall apart artfully, especially at twilight.

Not sure why this thing caught my eye. 

Guess who got soaked a few seconds after taking this picture.

I guess no one showed up for the funeral.

It's not exactly the Amalfi Coast.

When I saw the last bit of evening sunlight break through the clouds and hit this tree, I sprinted a good 100 yards with my ridiculously heavy Bronica GS-1 camera and snapped this -- just before the light went away for good.

A bit of accidental line art, as it were. And sadly, that brick wall has now been painted, so it's a uniform diarrhea-brown.

Trying my hand at portraiture. I expect there will be more to come.

Sometimes the sky is an excellent collaborator.

More evidence of alien invasion.

The aliens left their eggs.

Sometimes garbage is alluring.

I bumped into these guys on my way to the grocery store.