I find New Mexico, sandwiched 'twixt and
'tween the US and Olde Mexico, to be an
amazing place all its own. The landscape
itself, is as if the angles had a quilting party,
and using bits and pieces from here and
there, created a different kind of masterpiece.
We traveled through a gorge that simply
left me boca abierta! Wow! and WOW again!
Finally arriving at the bottom, there must
have been four or five distinct flat places in
the river where families were playing and
bathing. We moved slowly down the tree
lined road, enjoying the vistas provided by
the river and its inhabitants.
Coming out of the gorge, a different land
again. Small communities, contrived from
sweet adobes as well as trailers of all shapes
and sizes, figured everywhere. From time
to time, we would see crosses, images of
la Virgen de Guadalupe, la Virgen María,
and a variety of favored saints, in the yards.
The landscape bore trees of all makes and
sizes. Both hopeful crops and well-tended
gardens gave way to dusty, winding roads.
From time to time, small stand vendors
could be seen, patiently awaiting those
sporadic clients coming through.
The one we visited was phenomenal. The
man attended us, speaking in Spanish to
me and English to my guy. There was all
sorts of bright and colorful NM pottery,
foods from both Mexico and NM, statuary
of the virgin and many saints, candles and
candy. We came away with treasures and
long awaited food purchases, make no mistake.
I find myself asking, why is it that we only
get to come once a year?! I don't suppose
shekels, or lack thereof, has anything to
do with it!
a land to explore
awaiting our llegada
longing to return
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