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went for a drive down maryville pk, stopped at a marina closed for the holiday. spent the rest of a roll of film, loaded another. it begins to rain. i miss a flock of birds flying to escape the drops. typical. what to shoot now? meandering, but they fly back, weaving within the sprinkles, diving into murky waters. i have a field day with my film. black and white seagulls, ducks, boats, rain, and willow trees. i wish i photographed the man and his son.