Leaving may be the best option
I don’t know. It seemed like an OK place to me. It’s not like I spent a bunch of time there chatting up the residents or anything – I was mostly just taking pictures. It seems like the highway signs are pretty anxious for travelers to just keep moving along, though.
Maybe I was lucky to escape.
Tatum, New Mexico
photographed 5.12.2014
Posted on June 17, 2014, in Photography and tagged 365 photo project, architecture, black and white photography, melinda green harvey, monochrome, new mexico, one day one image, photo a day, photography, tatum, tatum new mexico. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
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Have you traveled this road going north at sundown when you New Mexico takes on colors of mauve and violet reflected in small ponds – with misty blue ghostly mountains in the distance – while the reddish landscape, mesas, undulating plains are suffused with the light of the famous golden hour ? I retain that memory among the movies in my head as one of the best. New Mexico is not only stark and almost forbidding in places, but on the way north it acquires a simple grand beauty with dreamy colors, few tones but indispensable. Sorry I am waxing nostalgic now… V.
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Your comment made me think about my first autumn in Albuquerque, when I was enchanted by the yellow leaves on the cottonwoods along the Rio Grande and the way they’d seem to glow late in the afternoon. And that reminded me of another huge cottonwood that I drove by on my way home from work and how much I enjoyed watching its leaves go from green to gold.
And then THAT made me think about looking at the Sandia Mountains in the winter and how pretty it was to see fresh snowfall on them.
Which then led me to recall the fall my friend from work taught me how to roast green chile and how the entire neighborhood carried that peculiar fragrance that doesn’t smell like anything other than roasted chile…
(Nostalgia is contagious!)
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That building does have a lot of portals in it – at least the sign is appropriate. But what is that Loving Town across the street? A new age essential oils store, or a brothel, or??
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Loving Town is something else entirely and you’ve described it so accurately that I think you may have prior experience….
Lovington is named for Oliver Loving, who with his partner Charles Goodnight, established the Goodnight Loving Trail – https://www.tshaonline.org/handbook/online/articles/ayg02.
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