I had a long day, waking well before dawn to drive to Albuquerque to take care of some business, and just now getting back. But, the day was worth it right from the start, as the sunrise pulled me out of the window of my car while surfing Blueberry Hill, taking the backroads out of town. Not only was there this (see above), but the Taos Valley was filled with a gray-blue, freezing fog that mixed with the snaking woodsmoke of nightlong fires to create the daily "you-gotta-be-kiddin-me" moment. There's nothing like the colors of winter in the high country...this high country. I'm a lucky bloke.
2 comments:
Incredible makes me tear up a little to read about the valley, a place I have wanted to visit for so long. I enjoy very much your attention to light and the moods of the sky which appear often in your writing. Also thank you for the vision of Iffa and Swan setting up shop above the river... Ahh what a delightful thought makes my soul soar onwards toward the land of enchantment. Have a good 2009!!!! May this year be the very best one yet full of creative movement and creative nonaction, listening, gratefulness and being.
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