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I love being able to walk to the coffee shops. This morning was chilly, still in the 30s when I made my way after my morning spins and grocery stop.

The back of a Fujifilm X100VI, a pair of lightweight dark gray gloves, and a cappuccino cup and saucer site on a wooden counter be∏hind a shop window. Outside is a bit of leafy autumn street lightly lit by morning sun.

I walked a lot when I was back in Flagstaff a couple of weeks ago. Downtown Flag is perfect for the many photo walks I’ve taken there over the years, being full of alleys, shops and restaurants. On this night I had a solo dinner — a big bowl of ramen from Sosoba — and walked past a dozen familiar shopfronts, all busy and warm with people.

Teatro was previously a favorite place named Criollo, where we were regulars for breakfast. The last time we were there was a Valentine’s Day; we came in late, and they were absolutely packed, but the hostess recognized us, welcomed us and squeezed us in at the bar. We’re not yet regulars anywhere in our new hometown, and I miss the easy familiarity and routine of a favorite spot.

An alley leading into the distance, with a car crossing the frame midway. In the background are sunset-lit clouds, and otherwise the alley is dim.

A big bowl of ramen on a wooden outdoor counter

Railroad tracks lead toward a horizon lined by small buildings. Low cumulous clouds are bright on the horizon but shadows from behind the photographer are long, indicating evening. An oncoming engine’s headlight can just be seen in the far distance.

The front patio of Flagstaff’s Pay N Take. People mingle under blue umbrellas in low late evening light. The interior is lit and welcoming.

A restaurant photographed in low light from across the street. In the foreground is a bike locked to a dark green rack. A car is blurred in motion and obscures the restaurant, named Teatro.

I spent most of last week back in Flagstaff, my first trip there since we moved more than a year ago. I have so many thoughts and feelings about visiting that town — where I lived for nearly twenty years. I went for a lot of photo walks and revisited some favorite places, including this lovely corner that holds a lot of memories. Pizzicletta has expanded to a small empire but this original location is special (and next door to my favorite bike shop, too).

A low white building on a street corner at dusk. It is lit by small pools of warm light in which diners can be seen on patio tables.

A low white brick building with shades over patio tables and windows. A narrow window has a sign reading “gelato”.

A nighttime photo showing a small paper cup with two big scoops of gelato stacked in it, one probably chocolate and one a lighter color (it’s olive oil, and delicious). Behind the steel counter where the cup sits is a stylish vertical sign announcing gelato. Further behind is a window revealing a cozy dining room.

Shooting around with the camera, I realized that it was set to a slight crop and I couldn’t figure out why. I have no earthly idea how I turned on “sports finder” mode accidentally, but am sure glad this reddit post perfectly answered my question.

Got out for another ferry trip this weekend! This time, rode with the family and the puppy over to Bremerton, north along the peninsula, and then back on the ferry from Kingston to Edmonds.

A selfie made with a Fuji compact camera in a car side view mirror

This sea of people at Seattle’s Hands-Off rally yesterday was an energizing affirmation. Even after moving much closer to the front, I could still barely hear anything coming from the stage, but the energy and happiness of the crowd — to unify and to recognize in one another the hope we require — was just what I needed.

Monochrome photo in high contrast, of a sea of people attending a rally. In the foreground, a protest sign is visible, reading ‘we won’t be divided: defend trans rights’. In the background, rows and rows of people and protest signs lead all the way to the far side of a long grassy circle. Behind them are buildings, a steeply climbing hill of houses and tall antennae, and a clear spring.