Quarantine, Day 16. School show and tell, baby chick edition.

Quarantine, Day 15. My 40th birthday, pickle Rick edition. SX-70 film.

Quarantine, Day 11. Public art installation. Polaroid 600 and Fujifilm FP-100c.

Quarantine, Day 9. Spring chicks, emerging hens. SX-70 film.

Quarantine, Day 7. Found old N95's in the shop. SX-70 film.

Quarantine, Day 6. Saturday matinee. SX-70 film, ink on canvas from Bell.

Quarantine, Day 4. Baking and Spanish class. SX-70 film, acrylic on canvas from Eve.

I've still not gotten used to the newish formula for Kodak's HC-110. The fact that it lacks the syrup consistency and the classic yellow gold color throws me every time I mix a fresh batch.

Picked up off the classifieds and a little rewiring later, a RHDesigns StopClock Pro timer hooked up to my 45MX. Been on my to-buy list for a very long time, cheers to Tim out in Canada for selling it to me.

Having returned to California, the scene through three domestic airport terminals was a hushed calm; people keeping their distance, masks and gloves used by staff and passengers alike, few people but dozens flying on standby trying to get home. The quiet was unnerving.

Have tried to change my travel plans the last two days as things start unravel. Just hoping existing booking sticks at this point, plane takes off, and I can get back to the west coast.

Cordeiro resigning is little consolation as far as I am concerned for the injustice that the US Women's team and program has suffered over the years and the absolutely ridiculous filing in the ongoing lawsuit. My hope is that justice is served in the ongoing case against USSF. washingtonpost.com/sports/2020

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