Cliffs along the Rio Chama on the road to the Desert Monastery. For sure the tree adds a little scale. In color these cliffs are hues of honey, rosy pinks and rusty browns. There’s a wonderful old “David Bramley” windmill behind where I’m standing. Below are some links to other images in the area. Thanks for looking. G
Tree grove and sky, Cumbres Pass, Highway 17, Colorado. Looking up, way up to find this charming little scene on a photo tour last week. A sun roof helps in spotting locations. Here’s another shot from last fall. Thanks for looking. G
Blossoms for Earth Day, San Cristobal, NM. Blossoms for Earth Day, San Cristobal, NM. So I thought I’d post something pretty today for Earth Day, April 22, 2018. The trees are tempted to bust out even though the night time temps are still quite cool.
And a quote … Thanks for looking. G
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”. Anaïs Nin
Rio Grande tree, southern Colorado. Slightly south of the Lobatos Bridge crossing the Rio Grande, is this old cottonwood tree, a sentinel, surrounded by exposed fractured basalt cliffs along the sides of the river where the gorge begins. The river is frozen in the shadows of the cliffs, though not yet frozen enough to skate or cross country ski on this year! Last week the ice on the embankments was constantly thunder cracking, echoing off the underside off the old steel girder bridge. Thanks for looking. G
Desert Monastery Road Abiquiu, NM. A scene on the road to Christ in the Desert Monastery with a view to Cerro Pedernal, Georgia O’Keeffe’s mountain. Going through the archives again I pulled this one from 2005. I like the feeling of solitude and space. The tree is no longer there and the road has been graded and improved much since then. One thing hasn’t changed. It’s still a great, off the beaten path, road trip. Thanks for looking. G
Catalpa tree, Santuario de Chimayo, New Mexico. This is a young catalpa tree at the Santuario in Chimayo. I have always loved catalpa trees. The leaves are shaped like hearts. It is also known as “cigar tree” for it’s cigar-shaped, cylindrical seed pods.
Here is what Wikipedia has to say: It is a relative of the New Mexico Locust (Robinia neomexicana) and other locust varieties also known to be great bee trees. All are in the pea family, so they fix nitrogen and build soils. Catalpa trees have very large leaves and have the potential to be large shade trees.
Thanks for looking. G
Winter white aspens, Moreno Valley, northern New Mexico. We made a drive yesterday (Thanksgiving day) through the Moreno Valley, from Red River, through Bobcat Pass, Eagle Nest to Angel Fire and back home again to San Cristobal. A late picnic lunch of tuna and pickle sandwiches, chips, washed down with “Happy Camper”, a true New Mexico IPA, followed by Pami’s specialty, “pumkin crunch”. It was a good day out. The peace and tranquility was exceptional. The winter down-time beckoned, although the lanky, bone white aspens, sans leaves, stood blatantly assertive, defying winter, in the surrounding forest of pines. At home again, dinner consisted of green chile, chicken stew and more pumpkin crunch followed by a nightcap of whiskey. It was a good evening. Thanks for looking. G
Here’s a link to the same grove a few years ago. Wow … seven years ago actually.
Highlands of Scotland, tree, where there are no trees, and seemingly growing out of a rock. Flashback fall to 2013 in the Scottish Highlands. Thanks for looking and a happy thanksgiving. G
Here’s a few images from our last trip to Scotland.
And here is the same tree from the view we first saw.
Winter Trees and Crescent Moon, The last few nights have been wonderful for watching the waxing moon. The temperatures are quite temperate adding to sky watching pleasure. And really… we don’t have to go to far, just step out on to the deck and look west. When it does eventually chill down there’s always a little whiskey and my lovely woman Pami. Thanks for looking. G
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Bosque del Apache reflections, San Antonio, NM. As the marshes fill and the cottonwood leaves succumb to the cold nights, the National Wildlife Refuge, becomes that “a refuge”. In a way it becomes a refuge for all who visit, wildlife and us humans. We certainly felt it this week in the Bosque del Apache, NWR. Thanks for looking. G