Mounds of striated rock in the Ojito Wilderness look like leftover sandcastles from long, long 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.
We got fairly much snow last week so I went out to see what kind of photos I might be able to rustle up. As if on cue, this roadrunner showed up with his feathers fluffed out against the cold.
Hoodoos and a couple of ponderosa trees in the Ojito Wilderness.
I know I’ve complained many times here about central New Mexico’s noticeable lack of color in the winter, so I won’t do it again — at least not right now, at least not much. In any case, that lack of color often pushes me to photograph lichens during the winter. I think they are so fascinating and love looking at them up close — something I can do so much better with the aid of a camera than solely with my eyes. I found these near La Luz yesterday (the underlying rock is granite).