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How saints stay warm
Of course they’d need a warm scarf to ward off the cold. I just never thought about it before.
Chimayó, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015
Tree, barren
My trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico, last spring was just early enough to be before the trees were committed to the idea of warm weather, so they hadn’t leaf out quite yet. But that was fine with me, because this scene wouldn’t have been as interesting if it had had leaves instead of bare branches.
The Railyard
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 3.21.2015
Pivot Point
The elevation at Clines Corners, New Mexico, is a little more than 7,000 feet, which is pretty high for a place that’s not even in the mountains. But on the broad plain north of town, it feels like you can touch the sky.
And on the day I was there, it seemed like the clouds were using that distant power pole as their pivot point.
near Clines Corners, New Mexico
photographed 3.21.2015
One hundred claws
The clouds made the first light of day thin and weak, an unexpected event in the desert. But even through that delicate light, the branches from a dead tree seemed formidable as they clawed against earth and sky. And photographers, too.
near Madrid, New Mexico
photographed 7.2.2014
Real Life Intrudes
At first this trail seemed like it was heading into a pristine wilderness.
But then, suddenly, it wasn’t.
Santa Fe National Forest, New Mexico
photographed 6.30.2014
