Day 354 – Rockin’ around the Christmas tree
The pink cadillac is a bit of an icon on Market St. Our own Route 66 nostalgia.
I arrived at my favorite time of night. Scoped out my angle. And right before my very eyes, the pink cadillac, in the twilight of the evening.
Then, just as darkness closed in, the light tree on top of the Shilo Inn on the other side of the street appeared, as if out of no where.
How on earth could I pass up a good cliché, dark or not.
Finding the exposure was a huge challenge, darkness behaves nothing like twilight.
And just because I have thought about the pink cadillac for a long time, here it is.