New Mexico


The downtown Albuquerque grower’s market each Saturday morning between June and October is one of the many reasons I LOVE summer.

Funny sign.

Everything is so beautiful…

So colorful…

And so fresh and alive.

Hello, green chile… It’s so good to see you again. ♥

This time of year, watching monsoon clouds gather over Albuquerque is an almost daily occurrence.

The monsoon is our summer rainy season.  It runs from about late June or early July until mid-September, and generally brings us about 40 percent of our annual rainfall. 

I began a new love affair at the beginning of this year’s monsoon. How did I ever live without gumboots?

Several of the boys’ favorite spots have turned into cesspools these last couple of weeks. This corner of the corral is was the donkey place to be, thanks to the fine sand that Lenny dug out when he built his nest. Until the monsoon started, this was prime real estate for donkey rolling at Morning Bray Farm.

Not so much now. This is so cool though. I’ve never been okay with walking in green funk before.

Lenny is constantly making changes to his abode based on current conditions. We’re wondering if the Army Corps of Engineers is hiring, because Lenny is an engineering genius. He built himself a levee. ♥

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me – I am happy.

-Hamlin Garland

I had never seen a live coyote before moving to New Mexico. At Morning Bray Farm, we see coyotes every now and then and hear them almost every night.

For the last several days, what looks to be the same coyote has been coming around. I suspect she has pups somewhere nearby.

As I thought about her yesterday, I realized I’m really happy.

I love the magic of this place. ♥

 

 

 

 

We visited the Rio Grande Nature Center State Park with my dad over the weekend. The park is about eight miles from us, and like Morning Bray Farm, is located in what we call the bosque, otherwise known as our cottonwood forest. The park has 270 acres of woods, meadows and farmland.

Would you look at that? Lenny was there. He blends so brilliantly into the landscape.

Evidence of beavers.

And turtles, which made us Marylanders feel right at home. Go Terps!

I loved watching the geese. They’re so full of personality. 

Yesterday, we traveled north (about ten miles west of Taos) to the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. Standing 650 feet above the Rio Grande, it’s the fifth highest bridge in the United States.

The bridge span is 1,280 feet.

In 1966, the American Institute of Steel Construction awarded the bridge “Most Beautiful Steel Bridge” in the “Long Span” category. The bridge was built in the cantilever truss style and is the second highest bridge of its construction in the country.

Funny how last week in the hot air balloon, I was cool as a cucumber. Walking across the bridge yesterday, my legs felt like jello. Go figure.

 

Living in Albuquerque is the first time I’ve ever had roses. I always thought they were too high maintenance. I’m happy to say I’ve been proven wrong.

The unedited photo:

I decided to have fun being artsy yesterday. Versions of the same photo:

 

We visited Santa Fe yesterday. According to one of our travel guides, Burro Alley is one of the top 10 sights in Santa Fe’s old town.

Burros carried firewood on their backs down this notorious alley lined with gambling halls in the 1830s and 40s.

“For many years, the people of Santa Fe relied on the burro for their welfare.”   

We were an entire 50 miles away from home and the boys. Don demonstrated how easy it is to go into donkey withdrawal.

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