Climbing Vine, Winter In Dixon NM
Climbing vine, winter in Dixon, here in the Rio Embudo Valley, New Mexico. Unravelling as it climbs up and takes hold of a structure or of itself. I thought it had a look of Celtic knot work. Thanks for looking. G
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Climbing vine, winter in Dixon, here in the Rio Embudo Valley, New Mexico. Unravelling as it climbs up and takes hold of a structure or of itself. I thought it had a look of Celtic knot work. Thanks for looking. G
Nature’s winter ornament Baca Park, Taos, New Mexico. There’s no shortage of pristine moments on the trail. Evidence of the season abound, scenes created from nature’s passion and zest, over tinsel, blinking lights and festooning garlands. At this time of year, a walk in the woods is as close as it gets to life affirming everything. Walking in the wetlands this morning, following an overnight snow fall, I found this gem of a scene. The weight of the snow on the stem of the leaf reminded me of how tenuous is life. The snow fall aids the cycle of life, the tree grows stronger from the lack of leaves, it shuts down, gathers it’s inner strength and ultimately blasts into spring. When I need any more affirmation, I put on a recording of Edward Elgar’s Enigma Variations. Happy Holidays. Thank you for looking. G
Thistle Notes, Baca Park, Taos, New Mexico. Yes… I wondered what tunes the wind might play through these musical note-like, dried thistles. I thought of the dark background as black as a Steinway Piano. The dry leaves on the stalks made me think of treble and bass clefs on a page of music. In my mind I could here Mozart on the ivories. Thanks for looking and continuing to join me here on my photo of the day. G
Remnants Of Authenticity #1. For the past 12 years I’ve been collecting images of architecture and building details, sometimes whole buildings in decay, more often than not, the tenuous details moments before it’s ultimate demise. So many of the buildings I’ve photographed have expired or are transitioning to rubble. Soon the old adobes will be interred from whence they came. A slightly raised mound, with scattered timbers will remain, as a reminder when the earth has reincarnated all the other elements. “Ashes to ashes dust to dust” … there’s a lot of coming and going in New Mexico! Stay tuned for more images. Thanks for looking. G
Granite Fall Color. While the aspens and cottonwoods in the high country and Taos Valley are only hinting at fall, the more intimate locations like this crevice in the granite, on the road to Taos Ski Valley, were showing more signs of color and what’s to come. Thanks for looking. G
Cloud shapes, and it’s a fish, over the Sangre de Cristo foothills Taos New Mexico. I’m guessing it’s a trout, I don’t know all the members of the trout species, brook, cutthroat, steelhead, lake, rainbow … so I’m going with “an old trout in the clouds.” Thanks for looking. G
Ant hill in the field in San Cristobal this evening. I love to watch them grow in their individual perfection. I included the elements of the landscape for scale and location. I spotted this particular ant hill this evening and put the camera on the ground to include some sky for balance. Thanks for looking. G