New Mexico Walk...

I drove up into the Sangre de Cristo
(Blood of Christ) Mountains yesterday.

I stopped, and walked into the woods
on the path above. I came across the
ruins of an old foundation, below...

This mini cave had formed among the
foundation rocks. Perhaps it was home
to the little ground squirrel I saw earlier?

Then I emerged from the woods,
out into the large sloping field, and
found this flat rock to sit upon.

I sat, I breathed, I gazed upon the land.

There were few summer flowers left,
but I did find this brave yellow blossom.

And I found this old thistle still standing tall.

And the sun was shining bright above me...

...shining bright, and powerful.

This image peeked out from an aspen tree.
(Perhaps I could sell it on E-Bay as a sacred icon?)

I paused to look up,
before I left the forest.

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