Over the past 24 hours, I lost 6,000 feet in elevation and gained 30 degrees at night.
Hello, Texas.
But before that -
A week ago today, my mom and I got up at 4am to see the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta. We ate green chile and bacon breakfast burritos in the pre-dawn cold. Here are some fiesta photos, courtesy of my mom - our guest photographer this week.
A good photographer can make any place look beautiful. Just yesterday, the New York Times had a cover photo of a beach in Mogadishu that made me think - hey, I'd go there.
Santa Fe doesn't need the help.
With its trademark adobe and red brick buildings, turquoise-trimmed windows, and fall colors, every block would make a great picture.
Ironically, then, I have no good photos of Santa Fe.
I was too busy drinking coffee and enjoying my mom's company.
At Tent Rocks National Monument, we scrambled through narrow canyons and admired the minaret rocks.
If you're ever in northern New Mexico, check out the mineral pools at Ojo Caliente. You can coat yourself with mud and bake in the sun, then dip in iron, soda and arsenic pools. Yes, arsenic! Flirt with danger..
Now I miss my mommy. I will have to soothe myself with migas here in Austin.
Your Mom is a very good photographer! Love, Uncle Bill
ReplyDeleteI had a great time with you and Cocoa, too! Thank her for giving up one of her favorite perches for the week. I'll never forget the interesting characters we met along the way, either.
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