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Night Church
There were a lot of reasons to get away for Christmas this year. We went to Santa Fe, because it seemed like the place we needed to be, and stayed in a hotel that’s across the street from the Cathedral. From our room, we could hear the church bells chime the quarter-hour and, on Christmas Eve, a jubilant 20 minutes of ringing after Mass ended. Somehow, maybe the bells infused into our heads: without even planning to, we walked across the street on Christmas morning and went to Mass. It seemed…right.
And on Christmas night, I took my tripod to the hotel parking garage and made a few images of the night church.
Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
Art Truck
An excellent truck, parked outside a gallery on Canyon Road, caught my eye. And sparked a memory of a song, from the fabulous Terry Allen.
Also, later, I saw a small oil painting on the dashboard of the truck, which really did make it an art truck.
along Canyon Road
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
In my mind
In my mind, this is how all of New Mexico looks – soft brown adobe wall, turquoise fence, white window frame.
My mind is very confused, but you probably knew that already…
along Canyon Road
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
Daytime Farolitos
The Christmas Eve tradition in Santa Fe is to walk Canyon Road, which is decorated with farolitos (“little lanterns” – paper bags with candles inside), bonfires, wandering carolers, and lots and lots of people. And the whole thing was scented with the smoke from the piñon fires.
On Christmas afternoon, we went back to Canyon Road. The magic of the night before was gone, but that doesn’t mean there weren’t things to photograph!
Santa Fe, New Mexico
photographed 12.25.2015
You were wondering what the farolitos looked like, maybe? Here’s an iPhone image of some of them:
But this is NOTHING – check out these images from Victoria, BC, courtesy of my friend Ehpem.
UPDATE: This is funny – I had a comment from a follower who was reminded of the Paper, Rock Scissors game when he saw the photo of the farolitos. Check out the photo below of a sculpture I found only a couple of blocks away:
Crazy!
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
One Day | One Image 