So I took the camera and captured our semi-regular pilgrimages to Sprouts and Smith's. They are located across the street from each other on Tramway where Tramway, Central, and I-40 meet in a tangled mess at the end of Albuquerque and the beginning of the Mountains.
We had a little oops at Sprouts. Seems each of us assumed the other had grabbed the bank card. It turned out it was in my wallet, a rarity. I had managed to remember keys, phone, and camera. My wallet however, rested comfortably on the night stand where I had left it since an early morning walk to the corner market.
The good folks at sprouts simply rung up and set aside our groceries to await are return. Once back with card in hand we paid and went on our way to Smith's, crisis solved. Now on with the photo's.