Category: Landscapes

Monsoon Season

Monsoon Season

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.


East Fork of the Jemez

East Fork of the Jemez

Probably my all-time favorite body of water, and while I know it’s grandiose to say that about a little stream, it is my favorite. It was very lush in that part of the Jemez when a friend and I went up a few weeks ago.


Soledad Canyon

Soledad Canyon

The trail into Soledad Canyon (Organ Mountains).


The (Not So) Mighty Rio Grande

Rio Grande River Bed

I went down to Las Cruces for a couple of days at the beginning of the month. Someone gave me classic New Mexican directions to a small slot canyon that went something like this: “Go through Radium Springs. You’ll see a green, you know, ranch gate with some cars parked near it. The gate is locked but it’s BLM land so just go over it. Make sure you go to the west side of the river; don’t go to the Leasburg slot canyon because then you’ll have to cross the Rio Grande on foot.”

I thought to myself, “Oh gosh, there’s no way I’m going to cross the Rio Grande on foot, especially in the spring.” There were a lot of green ranch gates but somehow I found the correct one, on the west side of the river, scrambled over it and explored the slot. It was really fun.

The road to the slot canyon went right along the Rio Grande at one point, so on the way back I parked on the side of the road and investigated. I went down into the riverbed and this is precisely what I saw. I decided to cross the river on foot after all and the deepest the water ever got was about 2 inches.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. 🙁


After the Storm

After the Storm

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.


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