Wake up on Sunday with a throbbing in my head. It’s five in the morning, three short hours after falling asleep. A wild and crazy night, but now I’ve got things to do. I drink a few bottles of water, take a Tylenol, and drive away.
A quick stop for coffee and a bit of writing, then I’m on the highway to Flagstaff. Breakfast with my cousins, then a bit of photo-walking.
We all meet at Macy’s, an amazing coffee shop where the Americano is deep and smooth and the breakfast sandwich is light and flavorful. We sit and talk for over an hour, and I love it. Eventually they have to leave for church, and with all the caffeine I’m practically vibrating down the streets of Flag with a camera in hand. The colors are bright, the details crisp.
After an hour or two of meandering and clicking I’m tired and a little sun-baked. The ride home is long and hot, but I’m happy. Life is good.
The entrance to Cafe Ole in downtown Flagstaff. 3 exposure handheld HDR to make the colors pop and keep some interest in the sky.