It is a March Sunday in Arizona, but it could be a Sunday in 1972 Sunday in Mozambique where the family goes on the not so regular outings to downtown Beira. The stop at the cafe, and the walk through the park.
The San Marcos courtyard.
Commissioned art at AJ Park.
AJ Park.
Orange blossoms.
Petunias and more.
The courtyard at San Marcos.
I now have my Dad's camera from the Beira time. I always loved checking his drawer and touch his things. I felt connected. This ritual was established by him as a way to connect. I checked it for the last time two days after his death. I kept the camera.
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