breakinglight

Walking I-10 south frontage road, Tucson. Downtown, half dead, but bubbly lights hang from trees; NPR StoryCorps trailer parked nearby.

Cranes are quiet. Piles of dirt wait for lunch to end. Thin crust pizza and side salad. Into pool, then off to Tubac.

Christmas tree erect in lobby. Boy George, unfortunately, croons in background.

The real snow is falling. Wanderly breaks the whiteness with his colorburst chording.

Observing the Young tower from afar.