I suppose you could say the East Fork of the Jemez is my favorite body of water. It’s actually a very modest little babbling brook that’s easily crossed on foot in most places, most times of the year, so “body of water” is perhaps too grand a characterization — but I do love every inch I’ve ever seen of it. This shot shows what I think of as a fairly typical Jemez “tent” rock along the stream, on a late summer afternoon.
