Dinner Out.

Last night Caitlin and I finally got a chance to explore the city a little together. One our  favorite spots was the historic Printer’s Alley. Complete with hanging string lights, relics of the alley’s history as a bastion of publishing, and numerous jazz and blues clubs, Printer’s Alley quickly became one of our favorite spots in the city. After drinks and a delicious Italian dinner, we ventured down Broadway enjoying the live music of the Honky Tonk’s, the cheesy souvenir shops, and an essential stop at Ernest Tubb’s record shop. -Micah.

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Night in Nashville.

We will make no concessions. Nashville is the best city around. New York gives it a run for it’s money, but my heart lies in Nashville. From the honky tonks, to the recording studios, to Grimey’s record store, it just has it all. The vibe is incredible, and as a classic country fan, the history is just too much to pass up. I got the opportunity to wander the streets as the sun set and capture the city as I saw it. “John, he’s kickin’ out the footlights, and the Grand Ole Opry’s got a brand new band.” -Micah.

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Night In Greenwich Village.

Recently we had the privilege of visiting New York City, mixing a little business and pleasure in the process. We’ve always been huge Bob Dylan fans, so Greenwich Village holds a special spot in our heart. Walking around the Village at night was one of our favorite parts of our visit. There is something about the neighborhood, the history, and bohemian romance of the place that stirs the heart.


The Village has a way of feeling small, even amongst the buzz and bustle of the city. The whir of cars speeding and blur of lights remind you that you are in Manhattan, but the soft light escaping from the coffeehouse windows grounds you to the concrete below your feet.


One of my favorite shots from my trip is a simple photo of the subway entrance that takes you down under the street and onto the redline. The subway is kind of magic. Every time you emerge from underground in a new neighborhood you are reborn, with fresh opportunities to explore.


Here’s to the subway, the taxis, the sound of the streets.
Here’s to cups of coffee in little diners, and train stations, and bridges.
Here’s to everything we have left to accomplish.
Here’s to New York City.


Caitlin and Micah McCoy