Moonrise over the Sangre de Cristo Mountains from Costilla, New Mexico. I drove up north an hour before sunset, the peaks are just over the border in Colorado. I was very surprised to see just how large this “Beaver” or “Frosty” moon looked as the view opened up to the east. Nothing like an evening drive to watch the moon rise. Thanks for looking. G
Pink Adobe, Costilla, New Mexico on a bright and crisp winter morning. The windows and doors have been boarded up. Things change, though I must admit, I do like the choice of color used on the window panel. Thanks for looking. G
Window light, at the plaza in Costilla, New Mexico. The adobe building is extensive, and crumbling. It must have been a beautiful home in it’s day. The source of the light through the window is the sun. The rear half of the house is returning to the earth. Thanks for looking. G
Adobe shadows, Costilla, NM. There are a lot of ruins in New Mexico, but this is my favorite in Costilla on the state line with Colorado. It was a pristinely clear day. The adobe was set against a deep blue sky with the light reflected off the snow filling in the shadows on the adobe walls. Oh and there is a partial moon up there in the left hand corner. Prints are available. Thanks for looking. G
Ute Mountain Tree, Costilla, New Mexico. The tree and numerous others, flank the old volcano on the Taos Volcanic Field. The direction of the prevailing wind is quite obvious. No wind today though at Ute Mountain, just cold. Thanks for looking. G
Untitled. We went for a drive last week and spotted a house in Costilla, NM adorned with these small flags. I think they were in honor of Veterans Day a couple of weeks ago. Anyway, they looked colorful along the fence line and this one, against the wall with shadows, stood out in particular. The first few images I made didn’t amount to much as the flag was furled on itself. I don’t like to influence the scene … I mean … I could have got out of the car, unfurled it, made my image and left. As is often the case in times like these, before my thought of contrivance had left my head, the wind whipped up the flag, first one direction then the other. Thanks for looking.