San Ysidro Eggs

There's a feed store in San Ysidro (New Mexico) at the turnoff from highway 550 to highway 4 where they have real chicken eggs...and a cat. I'm gonna have to go back to get pictures/movie of the cat.

In the meantime, for those in the hood....

$4.00/Doz

BTW - This is the only food item at the feed store. There is a Dollar Store & a Speedway Qwik Market that have more.

One Without the Other

Some things just go together.

Cabezon

Morning

Mid Day

West

Memorializing Shooting

The sign on the highway says: CABEZON.

Sheen Fit for L.A.

There's a smaller one that says White Mesa Bike Trails. It's prime desert, some of which is designated wilderness. But it's Memorial Day weekend and the shootists appear to have a majority.

Sculpture

Four-wheel drive lo enabled me to scale a short, nearly-vertical wall that got me onto a pipeline road. There are bits of chert scattered about as if someone, perhaps hundreds, or thousands, of years ago was busy at something. And there are blooming cacti. Or, rather, there are cactuses that're blooming.

The Rode In

In any case, the shootists are safely (we hope) on the other side of the hill and it'll take an equally stout-hearted vehicle to get up here; not likely. So, we'll settle in and hopefully the water'll last.

TILT!

Cultural, Christian or What?

I like to take highway 285 from Espanola to Taos. It's a MUCH longer route but, unlike highway 64, there're lots of places to camp.

The area is mostly inhabited by descendants of the conquistadors. One never sees these things happen, or erected, so it's impossible to know what their cultural history is.

Unfortunately for me, I've never found these expressions to be aesthetically satisfying. My conclusion is that christians just have more trouble driving than Buddhists, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, agnostics, Lesbians or any other group with a recognizable icon that would serve for a roadside marker. AND, that people who live in rural areas will often drive LONG distances to dispose of their trash. It's at least 30 miles in either direction to a trash can and to private land.

Forest Roads are known to be deadly.

Less than 300 feet away.

Montoya
She was 15

What might YOU conclude?

Rio Chama

I'd been trundling northward with a sub-cutaneous suspicion of a spectacular view overlooking the Rio Chama that someone who has a Capri Truck Camper (7th photo down) had discovered in an earlier exploration.

Suddenly!!!! There it was!!!!

And then, during the night, Phoebe got a bath. And she was proud.

She knew, if we wanted to, we could go to L.A. where, as the guy on the Moki Dugway said a couple of years ago, "In L.A. it doesn't matter what kind of car you drive; what matters is how shiney it is."

Nine Gates

I've been reading Nine Gates, Entering the Mind of Poetry by Jane Hirshfield. She has a strong interest in Japanese poetry and though this prose poem is not by a Japanese, it illustrates an idea, a specific dimension of Japanese poetry, she is writing about.

Here's the link to the Wiki article about Robert Haas.