Saturday, September 28, 2024

Jemez Springs, New Mexico

It was last Oktober that I saw a landscape. Though I'm grateful for my sight, the urban wasteland does nothing for my soul.




This was taken yesterday. She's spending a week at Jemez Springs before going to Ghost Ranch for a month.

Birdsong




I remember driving past the Pueblo in '76, being awestruck by the beauty of the canyon and wishing we had the wherewithal to live there. 

There were still a few hippies living at the hot springs then.

She tells me it's changed a little, but still soul-stirring. I don't  'spect I'll git there again.


She and I....

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