Once the races were over we finished packing and left for a two month adventure on the mainland. We started
in Santa Fe
with good friend Siglinde. We got to see
her new home and it was a fabulous bed and breakfast with tours of museums,
countryside, cultural exhibits, etc.
Staying with friends is the best of any B&B experience
When our plane landed in Phoenix it was raining. In Santa Fe we experienced a rare and beautiful rain storm as well.
Siglinde smelling the much
needed rain.
The contemplation was short
lived as she ran around to all her catchment barrels when it came down
hard. We were treated for three days like
royalty and she honored our 30th wedding anniversary with balloons, roses,
fine wine, good music and much laughter.
We got a walking tour of downtown Santa Fe with its plaza, churches, shops,
nooks and crannies and unique architecture.
New Mexico Museum
New and old architecture sometimes hard to tell apart
Pretty street corner near downtown plaza, street market at left
One of many intriguing shops we enjoyed passing by
Burro Alley
Another street market next to St. Francis
This guy was above a gallery, too many people to catch the name
Older architecture
Modern concerns (not just on Kauai but nationwide)
Great grinds at Eske’s brewery with a spontaneous bluegrass jam.
Evening is beautiful and we have heard that Christmastime in Santa Fe is magical
.
We went to Taos Pueblo the next day and I left my camera in the car
out of respect. I bought a beautiful
turquoise necklace, Gil and Siglinde bought fresh baked pie. It began to rain and
we jumped rivers of water between family shops.
We heard the story of riding into the mountains in a storm and shooting
turkeys – I have one of the turkey feathers.
We heard drumming in beat to the rain, the shop owner chanted and I was
really tempted to do an eagle dance. The
much needed storm was very moving.
After
the Georgia Okeefe museum in town to see the works she did in New Mexico, we
visited churches and then went to museum hill for the Indian Cultural Museum –
the works outside were fabulous in the natural setting.
Truly on a hill top, several museums beckon
Interpretation of a real eagle dancer
Like old Mexico, New Mexico is a mix of native Indians and the colonizers from Spain. Here there is definite clarity in the art work and the American-Indian influence is not diluted.
They are at home in the landscape
This Apache Spirit Dancer was more dramatic on our leaving with the wild sky behind him
The Corn Goddess
This little guy made me homesick
petroglyphs remind me of Hawaii and deer remind me of Colorado
In front of Loretto church
(many St. Francis, and many Lorettos in Santa Fe)
Goofy and commercial?
Pretty much but we were assured it was worth it
The staircase was quite beautiful
. . . as was the whole interior
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