Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Visiting the Desert at Night

This fountain-shaped rainbow appeared up over the mountains as we were on our way to Baylor Canyon. I tried to get a good shot of the fleeting effects, but only got this blurry one. 

Our family has always loved visiting Baylor Canyon Road at dusk. It skirts the base of the Organ Mountains, and is a place where you can see the desert coming to life at night after the blasting heat of the day. Last night we took our visiting granddaughters along on a wild safari. 

We were on the lookout for deer, javelina, bobcats, mountain lions, and rattlesnakes. As we started down the road, the coyotes started to sing up in the canyons. 

The moon was just coming out. 

We stopped by this watering hole, where there are tanks for cattle and an overflow that attracts all kinds of wild things. We could hear crickets, toads, and cicadas. Cottontail rabbits dashed along the road and night-hunting birds and bats swooped overhead. 

Although the big game eluded us, the girls were great at watching and listening. They lasted far longer than I would have expected, until someone's gurgling stomach sounds got us all to giggling, and we slowly drove back down the gravel road toward the lights of town.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Petroglyphs at Three Rivers, New Mexico

Three Rivers Petroglyphs

Click on the photo, then choose "slideshow" to see what we saw on our visit to the Three Rivers Petroglyph Site. Although we found hundreds of amazing petroglyphs, there are apparently thousands more that we missed. . 

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Allsaints Spitalfields

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Pretty catchy name for a clothes store, isn't it? Never mind, when we saw this captivating window full of antique sewing machines on Newbury Street in Boston I saw no further than the window display--not the name of the store (Allsaints Spitalfields, a London offshoot), and certainly not the purpose of the store (selling expensive and trendy clothing).

I never buy new clothes. You can call it economy, you can call it social consciousness, you can call it a devotion to recycling. You can even call it Yankee stinginess, if you wish. My clothes--some with pretty fancy labels--come from a charity store that has 10-items-for-$5.00 specials, and all for a good cause. You would never catch me buying even a 50% off item from an expensive shop like this one (see some of their women's clothing here).

But, oh my, I loved those sewing machines.