Snow, Snow, Let It Snow

Snow, Snow, Let It Snow. This was a good day for snow in the Carson National Forest. I liked the graphic nature of this image and would like more snow on a regular basis this winter. It’s a favorite time of year to get out making images. The solitude and lack of crowds in the woods and out in the landscape is most appealing. If you’re so inclined, and would enjoy a photo tour this winter into the northern New Mexico or southern Colorado landscape, give me a call or send me an email. As always thank you for looking. G

Snow, Snow, Let It Snow

Winter in Colorado

Winter in New Mexico

Morning Clouds San Cristobal, NM

Morning clouds rising over an old adobe home, cottonwoods and the national forest, in the San Cristobal Valley, NM. I went out to watch the moon set across the plateau. I decided to drive up into the foothills for a better view and found this scene in the valley. The moon had vanished into the clouds on the western horizon. This was the payoff. Thanks for looking. G

Morning Clouds San Cristobal, NM

Morning Clouds, San Cristobal, NM – 2096


Forest Road In The Sangre de Cristo Mountains

Forest road in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains of northern New Mexico. Walking around this grove I saw whole epistles carved into the tree trunks. Someone’s undying this or that. Pledges for life. Who loves who and on what date. Except the trees, they have to wear this brand for a long time until the words expand into scars no longer decipherable as any language. I wonder how many trees will outlive the relationships professed to here in the woods. Thanks for looking. G

Forest Road In The Sangre de Cristo Mountains

Aspen Road, Garcia Park

Aspen road, Garcia Park in the Carson National Forest, New Mexico. The backlighting sets the colors off well but there is still plenty of color to come over the next few weeks. Every day will amount to an “aspencade”. We’ll be checking for stands of color “going off” on the hills and mountainside around Taos, northern New Mexico and southern Colorado. The red scrub oak is already accenting the valleys and arroyos. Soon it will be the mighty cottonwoods along the Rio Grande and it’s tributaries. Then all we’ll need is the scent of cedar and piñon smoke in the air in order to round out this little bit of perfection. Thanks for looking. G

Aspen Road, Garcia Park

Columbine Hondo Wilderness Rainbow

Columbine Hondo Wilderness Rainbow. There was a moment this evening when I suspected a rainbow but we were also hoping for a significant, almost full, moon rise. So we made a drive into the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, under the waning light of a brooding New Mexico sky. There was a rainbow, it wasn’t huge, but on the drive through the Carson National Forest the landscape was beautiful and damp, the hills, for a moment reminded me of Wales. The rain diminished for a couple of hours since then. It’s back now, pounding on the steel roof and sparkling in the porch light. The air is fresh and a wonderful cool breeze is passing through the hallways in the house. I’m optimistic I’ll still see the moon. Thanks for looking. G

Columbine Hondo Wilderness Rainbow

Bull Elk, Valle Vidal, Carson National Forrest

Bull elk in the Valle Vidal unit of the Carson National Forest, NM. After a thunderous downpour this bull elk was spotted in an arroyo, watching us watching him. Along with a bear, another bull elk, a flock of eighteen young Merganser ducks floating down the Rio Costilla, the day was capped of by a torrential hail storm followed by massive clouds and Red-tailed Hawks on the plains. All in all it turned out to be a fantastic day on a photo safari through the high country to Cimarron. Thanks for looking. G

Bull elk in the valle vidal

Indian Paintbrush In The High Country

Indian paintbrush on the slopes in the high country of the Valle Vidal unit of the Carson National Forest, New Mexico. What a gem of a place is this! For most of the day today we had it all to ourselves. The “paintbrush” are popping up all over the hillsides, attended by a multitude of daisies. The meadows are filled with wild irises and fields of grass, in the high winds, became instant cousins to ocean waves. A horseman riding bye held on firmly to his cowboy hat … and his horses reins. Thanks for looking. G

Indian paintbrush

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