Back in 1987, my mom and I went on a trip around the American Southwest. I was 18, freshly graduated from high school. We had reservations to ride donkeys down into the Grand Canyon, but, sadly I got a flu and kept us in the hotel along the rim.
The highlight of the trip turned out to be Bryce Canyon, where I made this photo of its famous hoodoos. Likely shot with Kodachrome 64, my go-too for sunny summer shots at the time, on a Pentax ME Super SLR with, as I recall, a 28-105mm lens. Mom asked me yesterday if I’d scanned photos from that trip and, digging into my scans, the deeply saturated colors with those lovely evergreens took my breath away.