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Abiquiu, New Mexico Sky

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Storm Doors Madrid, New Mexico

Storm Doors Madrid, New Mexico

If you are in Madrid, New Mexico and you walk down the little street where the Mine Shaft Tavern sits, you'll come upon these doors. After a few drinks at the Mine Shaft they might look like this.

Green Sky

Green Sky

There's a cemetary in Cerrillos, New Mexico. Once in a blue moon when the coyotes are howling yellow clouds cast deep green shadows pointing the way back home.

Galisteo

Galisteo

In Galisteo there is a winding dirt driveway. If you imagined what it would look like lined with pomengranite seeds and blowing curtains in the sky, well it would look a lot like this.

Abiquiu, New Mexico Cloud Swirls

Abiquiu, New Mexico Cloud Swirls

The experiment here was to see a landscapes through a child's eye; like the big rock candy mountain and marshmallow skies.

Backbone Blouse

Backbone Blouse

Blue sky, a lock of hair, a favorite blouse zipped with snapshots.

A New Mexican Bloom

A New Mexican Bloom

To borrow from William Wordsworth:
"To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
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Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;"

Abiquiu, New Mexico Sky

Abiquiu, New Mexico Sky

Where Georgia O'Keefe found inspiration she planted a seed that inspired others to also interpret Abiquiu, New Mexico, including me.

The Coat Room

The Coat Room

Some coats keep you warmer and some coats make you large, but the one that you never wear stays full in a compartment all by itself waiting for you to fill its cottony skin.