outta dodge

i managed to peel my ass out of the house, out of the city, yesterday and into the pecos river valley. just kinda drove. felt city blech shed from my body. my chest. my eyes. got to connect briefly with the northern new mexico that i love, that i miss. the stark, open, stunning quiet.

i thought i'd share some photos of my restless crip journey...

*photo is of an old red wooden barn, on a bright sunny blue sky day with the red rock mesa in the background.

photo is of the pecos river where it is dammed and theres is a long and low waterfall.

Photo is of the acequia madre winding through tall grasses and trees.

photo is of irrigated green open fields below the red rock mesa under a blue sky sunny day.

photo is of an old metal girder bridge above the still, dammed water of the river. bridge is reflected in the water. bright blue sky, tall grasses border the water.

 

this last photo is of the pecos river, shallow and winding through tall grasses. above the water is a rocky hill covered in juniper trees.