Despite a rather dry winter and a fairly chilly spring, New Mexico’s state butterfly — the Sandia hairstreak (Callophrys mcfarlandi) — has been quite visible in the Sandia foothills during recent weeks. This one is browsing on some three-leaf sumac flower buds which are just starting to open.
I went through T or C (Truth or Consequences) on my way home from Las Cruces this afternoon. I remembered taking a photo of a rainbow-colored building several years ago and wanted to see if it was still there. It was, but its colors weren’t nearly as vibrant as I remembered them. Most of those formerly bright and bold colors now show cracks, splotches, and other colors peeking through them.
I took the first photo just about six years ago and wasn’t surprised to see the sun damage. I am surprised it’s not more extensive — the New Mexico sun tends to age everything (including people) incredibly quickly.
Wood ducks are my favorites, especially at this time of the year, when color in the middle Rio Grande Valley is noticeably lacking.
Albuquerque’s west side features numerous petroglyphs pecked into basalt by ancient Puebloans hundreds of years ago. Many, such as these, are officially part of the Petroglyph National Monument; others are protected by the city.
Christmas Eve luminarias in Albuquerque totally washed out due to rain in 2019, and most folks didn’t put them out in 2020, due to the pandemic. So when the forecast earlier this week was for rain and wind on Christmas Eve, I fell into a bit of a depression. Happily, the rain let up right before sunset, and the wind died down (more or less), so people put out luminarias at the last minute after all. It wasn’t quite as crowded around Old Town as it used to be pre-pandemic, but there were plenty of happy people there anyway (many of whom were wearing masks even though we were all outside).
I took lots of photos and all is right in my world again. 🙂