After a rather wild ride in April, Steve asked me if I could meet him in Albuquerque for the weekend. The stars lined up, Heather enlisted Andy to help "babysit" her children and I caught a flight. We spent Saturday and Sunday in Santa Fe doing what we could never do with young children, walking through the galleries, admiring the turquoise jewelry and sitting on the patios enjoying the authentic mexican dinners.
New Mexico is on my color pallet!
One of the top five things on my "calm my soul" list--lunch on a patio and good conversation with my sweetheart.
We stumbled on a wedding Saturday afternoon and enjoyed the celebration and listening to the mariachi band--Loved the cowboy boots all around.
Sunday was Art day-starting with the Georgia O'Keefe museum.--She has always fascinated me since she painted just a few miles down the road from my maternal roots. Somehow it makes me feel like we are related in a weird way.
Or maybe we just both love flowers, solitude and orange mountains!
A little road trip took us up the Rio Grande to Espanola (My mom's hometown) Taos, and Los Alamos!
Grandpa Joe's old fishing hole!
The Valley
A feast for the eyes and food for the soul!
I need color like plants need rain.
I feel inspired to throw, paint and photograph after my "art retreat"--just for the fun of it!
I have never seen one river interpreted so many ways as I did in Taos.
Goodnight Sun, Goodnight Moon--Goodnight Crow hope to return soon.
