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Last aspen leaf… the very last aspen leaf a few days ago on the young aspen tree in the garden. Over the next few days we’ll been on the down slope to winter, with predicted temperature drops, wind and snow. Time to go out shooting. The more weather the merrier. Thanks for looking. G
Waxing moon setting over the Taos Volcanic Plateau, west of Taos in northern New Mexico. And… those folks in the airplane are having a beautiful evening flight heading to the Taos Airport. A gorgeous evening to watch the stunning crescent moon. Thanks for looking. G
Morphing clouds over the western volcanic plateau from Taos, NM. There were so many images posted on social media of the broader sunset. I have a number of those images too. I was more intrigued with this one little detail that represented what was happening in the overall grander view. The clouds were morphing fast as if inspired by the setting sun. They kind of reminded me of a lava lamp. Thanks for looking. G
Valley cottonwoods this evening in San Cristobal. What a difference a week makes. It’s the light that really makes it special, so I turned around about a mile down the road and went back to this favorite spot. It’s not always perfect but being present can make it so. Thanks for looking. G
Venus and the Crescent Moon this morning over the Sangre De Cristo Mountains of New Mexico. There was peace and quiet at six o’clock as Venus and the crescent moon slipped silently above the slumbering pine ridge into the crystal clear lavender dawn. I had the camera shutter on silent mode so as to preserve the lingering tranquility in the frosty air, my breath fogged the LCD. A few more frames and it was time for the local rooster’s wake up call. It didn’t come! My neighbors turkey beat him to it and let out a blood curdling gobble, gobble, gobble, that echoed around the valley. Time for a cup of tea. Below is an image of the moon as it crested the tree line five minutes earlier. Thanks for looking. G
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
San Cristobal Valley fall. The fall colors peaked in the valley about a week ago. Now the cottonwoods and aspen trees are stark white, ghosts of their former selves. Another kind of beauty in the coming season. Here’s another image of this location. Thanks for looking. G
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Last leaves to fall on the aspen tree. This was a couple of days ago here in the garden. The snow took them shortly after I made this image. The last seven leaves on a young aspen in what turned out to be one of the most beautiful autumns I’ve ever seen in the thirty five years I’ve traveled and lived here. I hope yours was as gorgeous where you live. Thanks for looking. G
Valley fog, morning in our home village of San Cristobal, NM. I had to post one more from this day last week. As I was working on the image I decided that I really liked it and wanted to share it. I love the cold, skin tightening, jaw bracing, turn up the lapels, onward into the wind weather of these mornings, which are promising to get very much colder very soon. Thanks for looking. G
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Cottonwood, red willows and mountain snows, the latter making for a good start to winter. The earth and sky inseparable. The cottonwood leaves, touched by the breeze, grace the ground and gild the red willows, that line the acequia, like ornaments. In spring the ancient irrigation channels will deliver the snow melt, rushing from the mountains, to the fields and trees in the valley. As winter takes a deeper hold, the pace slows, the days grow shorter and life retreats within, for what the Irish writer John O’Donohue refers to as “spring secretly at work within the heart of winter” of restoration and rejuvenation. Thanks for looking. G
