John Masters Photography

In early July I made my way back home (muse in tow) to visit family.  During my visit I had an opportunity to hit downtown St Augustine in the evening. I have always loved St Aug at night. In my youth I spent many nights with my cousin and friends cruising the streets and hanging out. When we were younger we cruised around on bicycles. As we got older it was in trucks and I never got tired of it. The salt air in my hair and the history beneath my feet. I left home a long time ago, but I have never stopped comparing other cities to mine, my hometown, city of my ancestors, city of my birth, my home.