Santa Fe in October is the definition of magic. Leaves of aspen trees start dripping gold and every path diverging from the dirt roads lead to a secret hiding place that only you know about. There is a literal treasure trove that covers a square block of the city with relics and textiles from other worlds. And the blooms... don't get me started. Santa Fe invented millennial yellow; you can quote me on that. I tried to capture some of that Santa Fe magic on camera but nothing is like the real thing. Where's your happy place?