Push it real good...

Get a Ben's Chili Bowl half-smoke and some chili fries in a 10-month old, turn on some Salt-n-Pepa, and then just try to stop the groovin'.

Last weekend.

Laurel

As we hotel-hopped in Laurel over the past couple of months, we had the unique opportunity to see America. Not the America that gets put on postcards, but the America that pulls itself along nonetheless. I knew that I wanted to capture it, and on January 16 I began my small project. After dropping James off at work and as the sun was streaking rays across the morning sky, I decided to take a few detours on the way "home." With Jonah asleep in the back, I wove my way through the morning streets and captured some of the classic mental images that I will always harbor as quintessential Laurel. A friend of mine who lived there said that when she first heard the name of the city before she moved there she thought it sounded a lovely place. Perhaps you will agree.