There’s something so endearing about the little bee hot air balloons. They’re a family of three, but the dad (Joey) was missing when I took this photo at the Balloon Fiesta. What I couldn’t possibly have seen at the time (and what’s difficult to see in this view) was that the pilots were clearly talking to one another. I love this view and now strongly suspect the positioning wasn’t just a coincidence.
Well … the New Mexico State Fair has come and gone already, a sure sign that fall is in the air (even if it is still pretty warm here in Albuquerque).
Fuchsia prickly pear blossoms at Petroglyph National Monument, with the northern end of the Sandia mountains in the background.
Raindrops and reflections in a flooded South Valley yard. Spring is definitely still playing peek-a-boo with us.
The purple wall at the National Hispanic Cultural Center (NHCC) in Albuquerque, with small trees behind it adding green into the mix.