One of my very favorite places ever, anywhere. As usual, despite the solid blue of the sky in this image, I got caught in a massive thunder/rain/hail storm on the way back. I waited most of it out in the little rock grotto of which I took a photo last year.
It’s really hard to take photos of horses. They either run toward or away from you if they think you might have even the tiniest bit of interest in them. So when I saw two horses in this field, I parked where they couldn’t see me and then walked casually along the other side of the road, never looking at them. When I was right where I wanted to take a photo, I quickly crossed the road to hold my camera over the fence and … they were much faster than I was. Especially the horse you can’t see in this photo, who was behind me. The one you can see was definitely the more shy of the two.
It worked out well anyway. I love the line of the fence (and the fence too — could a fence be more New Mexican?) and I love the buffalo gourd and nightshade flowers in the foreground. So all’s well that ends well. Although the horses might not agree since neither apples nor carrots ever materialized.
A delicate red rock arch in northern New Mexico. It’s much smaller and more delicate than its counterpart in Utah. It’s also very high up; likely impossible to get to without technical rock-climbing skills.
There’s a small domed building near Abiquiu that’s endlessly fascinating to me — I think it’s a shrine or a small chapel. It’s had several incarnations, or at least that’s how it appears to me. The most recent features a turquoise door with sunflowers,yellow chairs, and yellow grass.
I went up to the Abiquiu area two weekends ago. I had a bad case of spring fever and being there helped alleviate it. My timing was excellent — even by last weekend I’d adopted “social distancing” enough that I wouldn’t have gone. Theoretically, I could still go out and about … but somehow it doesn’t seem like a good idea.
I went to Plaza Blanca all three days I was there. Canyon country seems to change dramatically every day so it was always a new experience.
For whatever reason, COVID-19 has dropped much more activity into my lap rather than less, so there are still many photos left to be processed from that trip. I am grateful that my life remains rich (although perhaps not so much in the photography realm) but am looking forward to a bit of a break at some point.
Hope all is well with you and your loved ones!