Just a quick post tonight at the end of a long ride. We pulled in at the ever-gorgeous Blue Swallow a few minutes ago. The Holga and the Diana have both been introduced to the magic of neon in the high desert. The Rebel still can’t quite replicate the soft blue glow of electrified argon, but that’s part of the magic, I think. It’s been a long day, a crazy week, and a roller coaster of a year, and I’m ready for my long-anticipated rest with the casements open and the high desert air drifting in.
It’s a lovely night in New Mexico. Have a beautiful evening, wherever you are.