There is a connection.
It’s got nothing to do with age, religion, or even culturally, it’s a gut feeling and often a chance meeting turns into a gentle friendship.
“It’s nice to meet someone who gets it” was a comment made recently.
“Yes it is indeed”
The streets were quiet because it’s a Saturday, but it was my intention to walk and take photos without obstruction. I only had a short time to explore before I had more official duties, but today I decided on a typical breakfast in town.
It is the day before the quilt show begins, all is in readiness, the show is up, the vendors prepared and the participants excited and nervous.
We arrived in Santa Fe New Mexico late afternoon yesterday afternoon. We have a 4 year old and an 8 month old in tow and so we are looking at things just a little differently. However, these are a few of my favorite things to look at when I visit this amazing place. The following images were taken in Carrizozo New Mexico on our way to Santa Fe. Carrizozo is a town in New Mexico with a population of 996. Founded in 1899, the town provided the main railroad access for Lincoln County, and the town experienced significant population growth in the early decades of the 1900s. However, with declining relevance of the railroad, the population of the town has gradually declined. It’s know now for its statues of burros, some even hiding on rooftops.
It takes planning, patience, persistence and perseverance.
Sometimes I’m a little short on some of those things, but to be honest, out of the 100’s of people I’ve met on this tour only one person fell short of my expectation. I’ve traveled around the world and flown, to seven countries on lots of flights and I’m still smiling.
The sounds, the colors, the smells and the variety of goods that you can buy just makes a Textile Artists head spin.
One of our stops in Mexico was to the BotanicGarden, Cosmovitral. I loved the shapes of the cactus combined with the stained glass and the beauty of a young woman celebrating her special day.
Words and images of a day in a small Mexican village.
I put on another jacket today. One of a tour escort, so this morning was spent going over the paperwork and checking, checking and double checking the paperwork. I was still tired but forced myself to go out and walk… I’m very familiar with this area of Mexico City and it was wonderful to loose myself in the mysteries of a busy Sunday afternoon. I watched ballet on a big screen, wandered through small markets in the park and just observed the throng of people.