Jerome wasn't new and I wasn't exploring. Been there. Did that. When I arrived on this visit, my first stop was at the art co-op. When I walked outside the art coop, I questioned my reasoning (sanity) for this journey to Jerome. In previous visits, I had walked the streets visiting some of the art galleries, antique shops, rock shops, etc. Then there are the "gift" shops where the intent is to sell something for the friends and relatives back home. What else would you call something that no one really wants.
After exiting the art co-op, I decided on (warm) exercise as I walked the streets looking for an intesting photo or two. (That also was done in previous visits). This sign on the wall dates to 1929. Without a doubt it has been touched up a few times in the past 80 years. Still admire its historic look.
Soon my wandering brought me back to Silver Slug and the journey back home. Where I picked up a book.
Just think, if you'd stayed at Ridgway you would have experienced perfect weather the last ten days. Cottonwood in September, aaargh!
ReplyDeleteYou sound so discouraged and full of ennui after visiting Jerome, since it wasn't New enough. How "new" is the reading of the 10,000th book in your life?
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