Jailbirds and dinosaurs.

Speaking of abandoned places, I entered another realm of coolness last weekend. I was visiting my dearest friend, Mikayla, who was home for the weekend for a family wedding, and she'd requested that we do a photo shoot. (She's actually appeared on the blog before as well, years ago when she was studying in Belgium as an exchange student). She's lived in Colorado since 8th grade, so we don't get to see each other very frequently and consequently we don't have very many pictures of us together. Lo and behold, we're driving down the road and we pass what initially looks like a garden of dinosaurs. I ask Mikayla's mother what this mystical place is, and she informs me it's an old mini golf park. Excuse me? An abandoned mini golf course overrun with decrepit dinosaurs? This is the stuff of dreams!

Mikayla's mother duly warned us that if we did decide to go take pictures there and we got arrested, she wouldn't be able to bail us out of jail because we would have the car. Obviously, we went anyway. Obviously, after a successful hour of exploration, the county sheriff pulled into the parking lot and was not pleased to see us. We really did come very close to getting into a lot of trouble, so I probably can't recommend that anyone should follow our example (in fact, I really don't recommend it. The two of us were pretty rattled and felt really bad for our lawbreaking.) but it was still one of the coolest places I've ever seen.

Mikayla and I swapped on and off with the camera and had a jolly old time. With her new haircut, and our tramping around in derelict  she's reminding me a lot of Rebecca of A Clothes Horse. I love having such beautiful friends willing to let me practice taking pictures of them.