Canyon Of The Rio Grande
Canyon of the Rio Grande. The Rio Grande flows in a north south direction from Colorado, through New Mexico, Texas and Mexico where it finally reaches the Gulf of Mexico. Six hundred feet or so below the rim the river passes through what is known as the “box”, a steep sided canyon on the Taos Plateau, seen here from the Highway 64 high bridge. “Our Canyon” now part of the Rio Grande del Norte National Monument continues to amaze me and visitors alike. The views are very vast and one gets the sense of a place where earth meets sky and separation is intangible. “Our river” keeps on rolling. As it heads south the river gathers more stories to tell. It nourishes and replenishes the landscape, wildlife and people of the desert southwest. Thanks for looking. G
Nature’s Banquet
Nature’s Banquet. “The banquet is spread constantly, with no thought of whether anyone will attend. If I were receptive enough, perhaps I would see it in everything. But I’m not, so photography is one of the tools I use to help me concentrate, to help me see deeply, to block out all that is extraneous and see that which is essential.”
Dewitt Jones.
Sunset across the Taos Plateau from San Cristobal, New Mexico
Mesa Light Ray, Taos, NM
Mesa light ray across the Taos Plateau, New Mexico. Living twenty minutes out of town has it’s advantages. It’s always a stunning drive home heading north out of Taos to San Cristobal. We live in close contact with nature, the elements and the outdoors. It constantly impacts every day, for which I am very grateful. Thanks for looking. G
Three Peaks, Crescent Moon Sunset
Three Peaks, crescent moon sunset, Taos, New Mexico. The simplicity is so beautiful. The crescent moon suspended there over the high desert plateau, punctuates the twilight as if to say “There another day passes! How was it?” Thanks for looking. G
Taos Plateau Storm Moving In
Taos Plateau storm moving in. I made a little drive this evening as it was getting dark and found this far vista, like a scene from a movie. The storm wasn’t far behind. As I type this, the lightning strikes are huge and the thunder is making the house shudder and shake. The dogs are hiding under the covers. I won’t be making images of the lightning tonight. You won’t find me, the tallest thing out there in the storm, hanging on to a tripod … I am staying in. Thanks for looking. G
