Another Day

At Albuquerque, we took the left that Bugs Bunny lamented missing.  Left at Albuquerque takes you to Santa Fe where the adobe homes disappear into the hillsides behind the pinyon trees.  On one of the these hillsides,  we camped.

Kade found a cozy spot for his hammock for the night--and with treats even tried to convince Duke to join him!

In the morning, north of Santa Fe we found the scenic gravel road to the Rio Grande River Gorge Bridge which wound along the river and gave us the freedom to stop along the way.

 The Rio Grande River was sleepy on this hot summer day...and a bit mucky just like the Colorado River at the Grand Canyon.

We shared vacation smiles, and looking at the photos now, I wonder--where oh where have the years gone?

The bridge over the Rio Grande River Gorge is the 7th highest bridge in America.  The river becomes a small ribbon at the bottom from this vantage point!

Beneath the sunny blue afternoon sky, we meandered through the largest surviving multistoried Pueblo.  We sought solace from the warm summer sun in the cool rooms of the Pueblo where local artisans shared their goods.  They were generous with their stories and hospitality.

A new restaurant had just opened and we were enticed by the roasting local corn.  The girls were waiting patiently for their lunch, as we were all famished!

We also visited the streets of historic Santa Fe and enjoyed the architecture--especially the cathedral, but here in Taos we found the spirit and history of New Mexico...and a day we will never forget.