Those were the days...

Next phase in my never ending effort trying to take control of my former darkroom.  Today I decided it’s time to get rid of the developing trays.  And then I remembered the old days being alone in the darkroom watching the miracle when the image slowly appeared in the developer.  I also remember the atmosphere (=smell) and the good music I listened to.  On a very reduced volume because I often had my darkroom sessions late at night and my darkroom was located between the kid’s rooms.   I can live without the atmosphere but I still enjoy the music from those days.  Why not this one?