On the long road down from the Guadalupe Mountains, I found an old motel that is in substantial disrepair. I decided that it’s better to stop and make some images than to think “I should have stopped and shot a few frames” another hundred miles down the road.
So, the Girl and I stopped, parked, and wandered around the old structures for a half hour or so. She managed to find a lot of stickers, poor thing. So I had to stop now and again and remove them from her pads. Nonetheless, I think we both enjoyed exploring — each in our own way.