So, it’s been hot out. Basically 95+ since I left DC. Except for those glorious hours in Laramie, after the rain storm. I’m always surprised (and should stop being surprised) at how many cool mountain towns there are in America — full of rich (and sometimes dark) history, talented cooks (we’ll get to that), karaoke singers, amazing railway stations. I really fell for Laramie, though it is far from perfect.
Then, the most beautiful, perfect sunset near the Utah-Idaho border really cooperated with my camera.