i went to new mexico for the first time about 20 years ago. and the magic has not faded. sometimes i feel like this northeastern white girl should feel like a stranger in a place so far removed from my upbringing. but somehow i feel so at home with the landscape. so i am selfish, and i soak it in.
here you go:
|santuario de chimayo|
|offerings at santuario de chimayo|
|rancho de chimayo|
|san geronimo chapel, taos pueblo|
|cemetery, taos pueblo|