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The Saint and the Hollyhocks


And so, another day ends, with the Saint in the sun and his flowers in shadow.

San Francisco de Asis Mission Church
Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 7.1.2014

Children Playing


Well, this just has it all. A street. A street-based basketball goal. A “children playing” sign. A restaurant. A saloon.

Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015

When one enters a village


There have been approximately 1 billion photos made of this church at Ranchos de Taos. And with good reason – it is stunningly beautiful.

The trick is to go there, take in the stunningly-beautiful part and then find a new way to capture it. I’m not saying I accomplished that; but I tried…

This archway, that serves as the village entrance into the courtyard and the sacred space beyond, caught my attention; I liked the way it framed the top of the famous church.

Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015

The Doves


Another window at the church, this time looking into an office. St. Francis (or, to parallel the name of the church, San Francisco) is releasing a few doves, while Our Lady of Fátima averts her gaze.

San Francisco de Asis
Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 3.24.2015



1. Earlier this week, my blogging friend from Infrared Robert and I exchanged a series of comments on our tendencies to second-guess ourselves.

2. I usually write my blog posts a week or so in advance, which gives me a cushion if I get busy and also gives me ample time to (you see where I am going here) second guess myself.

3. Every now and then, I’ll look at a post and think, “Nope. Won’t work.”

4. And that’s exactly what happened last night. I looked at what I’d scheduled for today and hated it. I can’t even think why I wanted to post it in the first place. In a manner of speaking, then, I took a re-vote on the photo. So, instead you get this shot, which I made on the plaza beside the famous and overly-photographed church at Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico*. I have an interest in the regular things that happen in places like Ranchos de Taos, which surely gets overloaded with camera-toting tourists. I wonder what it’s like to have a house there, or run the little cafe. And I think about who feeds that big black cat I saw on an adobe wall. Or who brings the newspapers in from Albuquerque and Taos to put in the machines. And if anyone even buys papers any more.

5. There was a re-vote and Kit Carson Park is now known as Red Willow Park.**

Ranchos de Taos, New Mexico
photographed 7.1.2014

*Google it and you’ll see what I mean.

**A song about Kit Carson; that name change was a little bit overdue.

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