On a Side Street in Hot Springs

Still trying to find interesting photos. I don't have the "eye" yet. As Laurel and I drove out to Mount Ida to dig crystals I kept saying THAT would be a good shot, oh THAT would be nice, oh let's remember to stop for THAT on the way back. Instead, as we drove back I found myself concentrating on not passing out, having gotten way overheated and underhydrated, so I completely forgot about the handpainted Ed's Bait and Internet Servises sign. I kid you not. Would that have been great or what?

So. I think real photographers stop the car and say, honey, we're going to have to be five minutes late to your mother's funeral because I have GOT to get this shot. Or, alternatively, Hey, woman, stop the car. I gotta get bait and check my email.