Fred and I took a trip across the pass on Highway 64 between Tres Piedras and Tierra Amarilla this weekend, and the aspen have not really started turning gold yet, but I suspect the real show may be in a week or so, presented by the scrub oaks. There was a dusting of snow at the higher elevations, and as always, we wished we could bottle the rare mountain air.
Autumn is also harvest and art time in New Mexico, with numerous festivals and shows. The Taos Fall Arts Festival opened Friday night at the Convention Center in Taos. I had one piece in Taos Select, as well as a miniature, and two photographs are hanging in the Taos Open side. Now that the exhibit is officially hung, I can publish these in my blog.
Since the Taos Open side is not juried, I entered the Ranchos Church in winter image, as well as the Brugge walkway.
"San Francisco de Asis church, Ranchos de Taos"
|"Brugge walkway and red door"|
until next Monday,
a passion for the image