(Thank you to everyone who expressed concern at my last post. Things have not been easy but I do have a great support system in my life.)
From how long it’s taken me to sift through vacation photos you’d think I was gone a month. I wish I was gone a month.
We were staying in Moab, one of Utah’s brightest shining gems, and we passed an abandoned gas station and cafe somewhere in the desert. I demanded that we stop the car so I could take photos. It was a hot July morning, with no one around and just these few remnants of the uranium boom remaining.
I absolutely adore the atomic age, this is no surprise, but I rarely get to step into frame with the buildings that have degraded so badly over time with no intervention. It’s beautiful.