Still Hanging Out in California

I'm going through one of my periodic spasms over photo media. I haven't bought film since the beginning of the year and my stocks are getting low. I'm noticing that the expensive stuff is getting a little more so. The less expensive, in some cases, a lot more so. At this point, the old film vs. digital argument kicks in and quickly devolves into, Why are you still shooting film when it's so expensive (sort of) and digital is free (sort of)?!! And my brain goes round and round, like a dog chasing its tail.
I currently have two rolls of film at the lab. In a day or so, the scans will be up on the server and I'll once again get to be elated or disappointed. Or something in between. The only difference between this and digital is the wait time, seconds for digital and weeks for film(or more, but I don't mind) and costs (Oh do shut up rational mind!) After these two rolls, I have four rolls left.
This is a shot from July, taken with a Minolta X570, a relic from the 1980's. Who knows how many vacations, graduations, new babies, and other family and friends events this camera has recorded?

I thought this shot was a little muddled, needed shallower depth of focus. But the moment happened and there was not time to adjust the aperture.
My first encounter with Whole Earth was in May 1985. It was a Sunday. We had just moved to Davis and were spending the day on campus. My husband was watching a cricket match and our daughter and I were exploring on our bikes. At one point I made it to the Quad and saw something that made my jaw drop. I left to find my husband because, wow, he needed to see this. When he asked what was going on, I told him, "Either I just had a massive acid flashback or there are a couple thousand people on the Quad who think it's 1967. " Tie dye, vegetarian food vendors, rock bands, yoga/meditation tents, etc. It was breathtaking. I've attended many more since then.

Things are not going so well in the United States of America right now. We are experiencing something very similar to what happens in small, poor countries with underdeveloped political systems. A small group of people whose brains are addled by greed and hubris are testing the limits of what the system can stand. They don't care who gets hurt because they are sure it won't be them. But as this photo illustrates, things in life have a tendency to go around and come around.