On the way down to San Diego one afternoon a few months ago, I stopped at the Mission in San Juan Capistrano. I hadn't been there since.. ever? It's fairly small but what it lacks in size, it makes up for visually. The grounds are a beautiful patchwork of slightly crumbling fountains bursting with koi and lilies, sprawling green lawns ringed by the traditional Mission olive trees, crimson buds weighing down pomegranate boughs, vine-enveloped trellises, kumquat trees dripping with vibrant orange fruit. I wanted to live there.
I brought in my Diana F+ and a few rolls of 120 and had fun with all the color.