I was a weird, anxious little kid. Almost everything gave me reasons to worry.

For example, Young Me would have been terrified of these cliff-side signs; I figured our station wagon and our entire family would probably somehow not make the curve and would wind up in a busted-up heap way down below.

Now, all these decades later, I was so brave and stood right there and made a few photos. And then, I got in my car and continued the drive up the mountain without the tiniest bit of anxiety.

near Los Alamos, New Mexico
photographed 6.30.2024