THE TIME OF SUNSET, TUCUMCARI, NEW MEXICOI had fully intended to use another picture for today. I had stopped the car midday on Intersatate 40 in Eastern Arizona to get what I thought would be a good black and white photograph. At the end of the day, just as the sun was going down, I walked across the highway in front of a row of motels and snapped a couple with little expectation that they would be very good. This one struck a chord in me, the same kind of chord some Eastman Johnson landscapes strike in me; so I fell in love with the image and set aside the others.
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