Happy Valentines Day. Heart on the old gas station in Arroyo Hondo, New Mexico. I was thinking about subject matter for an art project. When I drove by this building, I got an appropriate photo of the day and a few other shots for my art project. Seven years with my love. Have a great Valentines day with your loved ones. Thanks for looking. G
Icicles, Our Lady of Sorrows Church, Arroyo Hondo, NM. Nice drapery, apron, curtain of icicles around the whole roof line and found on a drive around the block today. Most of the roads were clear. The Hondo/Seco road down the hill in to the valley not so much. Four wheel drive and low gear. This was the payoff. Thanks for looking. G
Arroyo Hondo Valley, evening light. It makes sense that the village of Arroyo Hondo is in this gorgeous valley if for no other reason than the beautiful cottonwoods, mountains and the light. The village is just beyond the cottonwoods to the right. I frequently check out this view on the drive home or when heading into town. Thanks for looking. G
Red-winged Blackbird on the cattails in Arroyo Hondo, NM. A pair of Red-winged Blackbirds can raise 2-3 broods per season. They build a new nest each time. This ensures that the nest remains free from parasites that could ultimately kill the baby birds. And… they build them in the cattails here along the Rio Hondo in northern New Mexico. Thanks for looking. G
Red willow and a cottonwood on the hill in Arroyo Hondo, New Mexico. I posted a photo of this same scene on November 1st. The snow fall was a lot heavier yesterday in the image below. In this image the red willows have taken on a luminous glow. The red willows willows are abundant throughout Taos County. Taos Pueblo is the home of the Red Willow People. Come visit! Thanks for looking. G
Colors of fall in the Arroyo Hondo Valley, northern New Mexico. Although I pass this spot on the map almost every day, most certainly when I go into town, it’s a joy to see the colors begin to intensify each fall to their absolute peak. Similarly, watching them fade slowly to the other end of the fall color spectrum is equally noteworthy. It has been an incredible fall in northern New Mexico and it’s not over yet. Ask anyone you meet, they’ll agree. I hope you do, and thank you, as always, for looking. G
Gate but no fence … yet, in the village of Arroyo Hondo, New Mexico. There’s a beautiful little acequia runs through this property just behind the gate. I can just discern the outline of it. While I was taking the picture, the owner emerged from his home with and inquisitive, watchful, eye from behind the screen door. I told him, “We are admiring your gate, and can’t wait to see the fence!” He was amiable regarding our curiosity. I think he is proud of the gate and chained it to the posts so no one will steal it. Good luck to anyone who tries it. Or it, the gate, being made of mostly steel was, in all probability, holding up the posts. Image filed under local oddities. Thanks for looking. G
Three Lightning Strikes from the Hondo Mesa. We didn’t quite expect this on a drive out this evening. Pami and I headed south a little, to the village of Arroyo Hondo, where I made some images of a very large shaft of sunlight, slashing across the western sky. It was very impressive in itself. But when I got home in front of the computer I saw these shots of three lightning strikes in the sunset rains. There were enough other images for future postings. As always, thanks for looking and taking the time to enjoy my work and posts. G
Red-Tailed Hawk, Arroyo Hondo, NM. Every now and then I like to revisit Poet Laureate Ted Hughes Poem, “Hawk Roosting” You can read it below. Thanks for looking. G
I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed.
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked feet:
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat.
The convenience of the high trees!
The air’s buoyancy and the sun’s ray
Are of advantage to me;
And the earth’s face upward for my inspection.
My feet are locked upon the rough bark.
It took the whole of Creation
To produce my foot, my each feather:
Now I hold Creation in my foot
Or fly up, and revolve it all slowly –
I kill where I please because it is all mine.
There is no sophistry in my body:
My manners are tearing off heads –
The allotment of death.
For the one path of my flight is direct
Through the bones of the living.
No arguments assert my right:
The sun is behind me.
Nothing has changed since I began.
My eye has permitted no change.
I am going to keep things like this.
— Ted Hughes
Perigee, Blue Moon, Eclipse. The view from Arroyo Hondo, across the Volcanic Plateau in northern New Mexico this morning. I know the plateau is void in this image but as the sky lightened slightly the faint outline of extinct and dormant volcanoes added to the continuum of this ancient happening. Thanks for looking. G
Red Canoe, on the winter pond in Arroyo Hondo. A beautiful warm sunny day in this corner of the planet today. Started out at 19 degrees fahrenheit and climbed to 56 degrees fahrenheit by mid afternoon… at the end of January. Too warm for a jacket. I thought this canoe warmed up this scene, I drive by a few times each week, very nicely. Thanks for looking. G