In my own private mind

Hope your day is going well. It was foggy this morning, and it reminded me of this picture taken a couple years ago. There are still pockets of pastoral activities in Chino Hills. I remember when Kamilah was younger, and I would bring her to this place. It's only a stone's throw away from where we live. Back then, there were more cows and a couple of horses at the other side of the fence. We would call them with our urbanized version of moows. The barn is still there and have a few cows. In a few years, the bovine activity is probably going to be replaced by gentrification and suburban sprawl. It is what it is.

The picture was captured in 35mm film. The photo quality is immaculate compared to some of my digital captures. I still like to use film. Maybe it's the funny smell. Maybe it's the lack of LCD feedback screen that makes it mysteriously exciting to operate. Maybe I'm just an old fashioned luddite. Definitely old. Hah.

Hope you enjoy this. - R

p.s. It's Tuesday so I'm running another Tuesday Special on 8x12 prints for $25. Obscene profit announcement but it does help pay for this silly photo blog.