I remember that to live in NM was an unattainable dream. Then I remember having it happen, and a euphoric feeling that all but kept my feet from hitting the ground, for months into years. Then, as may always happen, my life settled in and while I still adore NM, 18 years later I find that I don't always stop to enjoy those special things that caused me to want to live here.
This morning I was down in Arroyo Seco (the nearest village to my home, where my yarn shop used to be) and had a few moments alone with my camera. I thought I'd go look for beautiful flowers, but alas, in this drought, they were not to be found. Then I looked up at the beautiful clouds in the sky over the old church behind our building, and thought it has probably been years since I've shared photos of it with you. It was a ready reminder of why so many people come here to study art and paint the local scenery. I'm sorry there aren't any flowers for you, but hope you enjoy the rest.