Sunday, April 21, 2013

Posi Ouinge

We arrived @ Ojo Caliente at about 11 and walked up to Posi Ouinge, overlooking the Ojo River.  The path winds through chamisa and sage, cholla and prickly pear.

An unexcavated pueblo, potsherds are everywhere.  To take one would be a crime, with or without a law to say so.  But I understand why some people form collections.  I wouldn't do it, but I think it's a form of tribute.  In a way.

The willows down by the river are reddening up.  Leaves will pop...any day now.

After a picnic in the sun, staring at the Sangres, we turned to find the storm almost upon us.


3 Comments:

At April 22, 2013 at 5:26 PM , Anonymous Mark said...

Your photos speak. These images made me stop and take a deep breath in the midst of a frantic day.

I admire you for leaving the potsherds.

You lucky dogs, you. And you deserve such vistas.

 
At April 23, 2013 at 2:49 PM , Blogger Sara said...

Stunning. So glad for you, being there...

 
At April 24, 2013 at 10:21 AM , Anonymous Leda Meredith said...

Gorgeous! I understand why you keep going back.

 

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