There’s a big hole in the roof of my darkroom. A water leak necessitated ripping the roof off and making repairs. Normal stuff. On the coldest day of winter so far of course. Yet winter is when I love the darkroom most. On a hot summer day I’m heading for bike and beach. Winter I work. My friend Scooter is doing the roof repair. Scooter goes way way back. I’ve known Scooter since he was a little kid and he’s not a little kid anymore. I write about Scooter in my book “Divided Soul” (Phaidon). Scooter is one of my heroes down here in the outer banks. Independiente. He can surf, sail, build anything, fix anything, and is heading off for winter vacation to an ” undisclosed location”… southern latitude for sure… Scooter single hands his 36 foot sailboat and routinely is off to the Bahamas leaving all of us behind including beautiful wife and daughter. Scooter needs his space. I get it. That is as long as he gets my roof back on first!