Lockdown stress.
I have had the occasional bat fly into the apartment at night. I think it must come in through the ventilation grille in the kitchen. In case it happens again and makes its way to the office, and the thing is rabid (a risk with bats now and then), I thought I'd offer it a visible token of friendship.
The poster was an 80s Ektachrome shot on the Alcudia beach for a tour operator, the model the wife of an often absent rig-worker. She had a beautiful Alsatian pooch which never left her side. It never needed a lead, even on the sidewalk. She was safe.
It was one of the few 6x7 shots that ever earned a penny for me. It was also my first 6x7, a Bronica. The optic was a 250mm. The other lenses I had, a normal and a wide, were dreadful. My later Pentax 6x7 had better glass but I found the entire camera enjoyed bouncing, both with mirror and shutter. Exit time. Back to basics and 135 Kodachrome.
It was a shame about that Pentax: it looked beautifully built and felt wonderful.