#Prescott Walk #4 Downtown
Prescott Downtown Series
Amy, today’s Lens Artist Challenger asked us to write about our precious memories. Since my memory spans nearly 70 years, and fortunately it’s still working, it would take a lot of sorting to lift out the most precious ones. Instead of taking you on a wild goose chase back through the years, I will share some of the new precious memories that Vince, his sister Cindy, and I are making in Prescott, AZ.
Each day is a new adventure for the three of us adrift in a town of 44,000 with no friends or family to draw us here.
Saturday night barely two weeks before Christmas, Vince and I left home before it got dark. When we reached the corner of Courthouse Square, the fun and beauty popped into view. If I didn’t already live here, I’d want to move.
Prescott Memories – Almost Never Niggle
Niggled to drive downtown A cold day To take pictures Of Courthouse Christmas lights. Sunset, orange clouds welcome Silhouettes of western buildings Thousands of lights Climb trunks, celebrate in the branches. Lighting children’s faces Reflecting the colors for Their parents to share on Facebook While grandparents write loving comments. Statues posing backlit by Blue, red, green, yellow, white Tree trunks riding side saddle Angels keeping watch. 66 words
Experimenting with filters, I found this glass filter blurred the lights enough to draw attention to the sky. It looked like it was going to storm, but except for a few raindrops, the sky was colorful but quiet.
“Sunset, orange clouds welcome silhouettes of western buildings.”
This torn edges filter erased the beautiful sky but gave our new memory an old-fashioned look like something out of a fifties magazine.
This young man raced the fire engine, which added excitement to an already thrilled crowd. The filter done in Photoshop was my attempt to give the photo a newspaper look. I’m sure many people shared a similar picture on Facebook tonight.
Some of the trees not only had their trunks lit, but had blink white lights to resemble snow flurries in their leaves.
“Thousands of lights climb trunks celebrate in the branches.”
This statue came under debate in my last Prescott walk. Vince and I thought that the horse stood on the man. My friend Anne Leueen suggested that the horse stood beside the man rather than on him. I’m still not sure.
“Statues posing backlit by blue, red, green, yellow, white.”
Visitors and residents of Prescott gather at the Courthouse. Except for the police presence during the day, it seems more like a city park than a place to try criminals.
This picture also has a magical Photoshop spell cast on it. Maybe you can guess which one. My precious memory fails me on this one. 🙂
“Angels keep watch.”
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