Summer in Flagstaff. Fouth of July Red,White,and Blue and something older than our country. The Hopi's came to dance in our Heritage Square. My dad John, was doing portraits; I was heading north to Wyoming for a job; I made these pictures before leaving. I am getting ready to head south to Mexico on Saturday; I look forward to the return, to feel the horizon open and just feet first back into the country that has captivated my heart and imagination.