There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand it's ground
(Bruce Springsteen, "The Promised Land")
No dark clouds in these pictures - somewhere along the highway in Arizona, and the Hill Top Motel in what I believe must've been Kingman, Arizona. Not sure though, it's been more than nine months since my road trip. I'd love to go on another, but I ain't got enough time this summer. Got too much on my schedule already.
The weather has been gorgeous all day long so I went out running after I woke up. Now my muscles ache because it's the first time I worked out since some day before the winter came, and it lasted for more than three months around this part of Northern Germany. I'm probably gonna go out and do some long exposures if it won't rain again tonight.
Yesterday, I found a few postcards I bought from a lovey artist whom I met at Union Square in New York City in July 2009. If you enjoy drawings and paintings, you might wanna check her out.
Enjoy the holidays!