The stretch of Highway 550 between Cuba and San Ysidro is one of my very favorites. I was driving home along it a few weeks ago, and loved the way the clouds were spattering light and shadow across the landscape. I stopped, ran across the road, and took a few shots. This is the one I liked best.
The weather was gnarly Wednesday morning — a fierce, howling wind coupled with continuous snow. It was also the morning of my second COVID vaccination appointment so there was no way to avoid going out in it. Later, I went out for a rather tentative, snowy walk in the Sandia foothills, and Mother Nature treated me to one of her finest sunsets. The clearing weather seemed to be a metaphor for my growing feeling of, if not full-on normalcy, a freedom I haven’t felt for over a year.
One of my favorite (and oft-photographed) chollas at sunset a few weeks ago.
A few weeks ago, when the light was truly spectacular for all of about 60 seconds. For once, I was in the right place at the right time, with the right camera.
I wish you and yours an especially happy and healthy new year or, at the very least, one that will be much better than 2020 was.