The other week, when I was living on a ship (did I tell you about that?), the camera must have suffered some water damage. Because one roll of film produced photos with black edges on two sides, and I am quite certain I didn’t hold my thumb in front of the lens for every single picture.
I will try to repair them, but for the moment, I will just put them out there and let you make up your own story about what happened that day around Beeskow.
So, I am curious what you think happened that day in Beeskow.
Once I’ll get around to repairing those photos, I will publish the true story of adventures on the boat, a stash of cigars and the lost city in the jungle.
The Happy Hermit 
I confess that I rather like those photos as they are. The blackened edges give off a nostalgic, even an ethereal, tinge… they remind me of all the quirks of using film, which I kind of miss. I’m glad that you still use it.
Well, I am glad it was only on the edges.
And that the camera self-repaired after a day, or O would have angrily chucked it into the river. Or into a bin, because I am trying to be an environmentalist.
Film? I agree with Angela – I like the pics as they are.
Such beautiful buildings. Nature reclaiming makes them more interesting, as does your film effect. I wouldn’t even know where to get film developed anymore. I learned how to do black and white film and photo prints in school, but that was many years ago.
Film! Archaeology?
Love those ruins.
Around here (Eastern Germany), it sometimes happens that I deem something a ruin, walk into the garden to take photos, and suddenly discover that it’s still inhabited.