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Lies not in finding
Most stairways are just a means of conveyance. But this one makes a statement at the same time. Multi-tasking!
Canyon Road
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
So much in so little
We were in a bakery, because it’s so important to support local businesses as much as possible. And also, cookies were involved.
Anyway, I looked out the window and spotted this wall on the building next door. Suddenly cookies didn’t seem that important.
For just a short stretch of wall, this one has a lot going on. In a good way.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.2015
Trash, and a burro
There’s a one-block-long street in Santa Fe called Burro Alley; in the 19th century it was the place where firewood sellers would park their wood-laden donkeys. And then, apparently, the sellers would spend the money on booze and hookers.*
Now it’s just a little side street, with a burro-festooned gate and some trash containers.
Burro Alley
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.2015
*Historical note: in over seven years of blogging, this is the first time I’ve used the term “booze and hookers.” I mention it because I thought you’d want to know.
Angels are the first to go
My patient spouse, who grew up in Nebraska and is much more familiar with snow than I am, is the one who recognized the remains of someone’s snow angel in front of this church.
Las Trampas, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.2015
Blocked
The thing about going someplace like Santa Fe is that all the regular stuff has been photographed about a million times. (I’ve made those shots, too: it’s some kind of law or Photographer’s Code or something, I think.)
But after that’s out of the way, it’s time for peering down alleys. And walking around back.
And that’s how you find a short alley, blocked by a trash container, with a discarded Christmas tree in the far corner.
I like it a lot better than another photo of the Palace of the Governors.
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.24.1015
