The struggle is over, a new world’s been born. For some reason, spring is more important in my life than I remember from the past. At any rate, what you’re looking at is a view from the acequia to a neighbor’s house and across the valley of the Rio Grande del Rancho toward Taos and [...]
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Two inches long and in a hurry »Buy This Photo!«
I was walking at Taos Valley Overlook yesterday and saw this fellow (?) beside the trail when I stopped to answer a call of nature. Almost wet him down, in fact. All in all, I saw four more that morning. Three were heading east, one was moving south, and the other was going west. Make [...]
Taos Mountain left, San Miguel on right (officially “Old Mike” but that’s just silly)
“But it’s May,” she wailed, as the snow came down last night. “May twelfth!” She had me there. The price for breathing some of the cleanest air in North America (when it isn’t dusty and the forest doesn’t burn) is having “spring” become a dirty word, as in, “The sheep got through the winter fine [...]
Not nearly as peaceful as it looks
This one’s a killer! The wind is epic, monumental. When the front rolled through late Saturday afternoon, the town of Taos down below was instantly obscured by dust, then rain and snow. I left two hummingbird feeders up, because the birds are here, and spotted one braving the blast to poke his beak inside the [...]
Transformation
This is “down by the acequia.” Water is running high in the ditch just beyond my feet here where you can’t see. The reddish shoots are willows that the ditch cleaning crews usually cut down, but this year I haven’t seen them yet. I don’t know what the blooming tree is. The dark one in [...]
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