traces
The traces of a now-gone crucifix were visible on this metal cross. I liked that.
The cemetery was right up against an on-ramp to the interstate and there was a constant flow of traffic – a lot of people were headed toward Albuquerque. I like that, too, for some weird reason that I can’t quite articulate.
The northern end of the Sandia Mountains was there also. I like it especially because you could still see snow in some of the shady spots up high.
So I guess what I’m getting at is that this stop was definitely worth my time.
Our Lady of Sorrows Cemetery
Bernalillo, New Mexico
photographed 4.4.2024
after/mass
My friend (and excellent photographer) David and I spent Easter Sunday driving around northern New Mexico. David’s lived in Santa Fe for a long time and knows all the most photogenic locations. And he’ll likely deny this, but I am positive that he planned the trip knowing when we needed to be where to get the best light. The light was perfect all day. The day itself was perfect, too.
San Ysidro, New Mexico
photographed 3.31.2024
back in the old neighborhood
One of the several places I lived in Albuquerque was just a few blocks from this park. The other day, I went back there, sat on a bench and read for a while and made a few photos; there was no real reason in particular except that I had some time to kill before I headed to the airport.
The thing is that the stop at the park got all the nostalgia out of my system and I didn’t even want to go look at the old house.
Hyder Park
Albuquerque, New Mexico
photographed 4.4.2024