Sunday, January 18, 2015

from jemez creek to heaven








An ice-cold creek. A wild, wet wind. The bosque is thick with cottonwood, juniper, and the scent of snow. It's a  glorious mid-winter day in the high country, the kind of day that makes my soul sing.

The clouds gather, the air fills with rain, then sleet. I turn my face skyward, welcoming the weather, welcoming the wind, the winter, the season.

My heart, light as a feather, drifts among the apache plume. The sun breaks through the clouds. It was at that moment I knew I was right where I needed to be.

12 comments:

  1. those photos.
    that leaf.
    those mitts.
    and that word: bosque. i cannot borrow it, but i have words particular to the area in which i live.
    i love that you taught me a new word….

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    1. That place, high in the New Mexico hills.
      The clouds, the wind, the red, red cliffs.
      It does something to me.
      I'm glad you feel it too. xx

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  2. I feel almost lifted and much better about my winter, now. Thanks for the enlightenment, Sagey!!!
    My soul sings merely cuz I'm alive! :)

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    1. Any time, prairiegirl! You've got some beautiful winters too....snownados and all. ;)

      let your soul sing with that wind!! xx

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  3. I just love those winter skies!! Thank you so much for your kind words regarding Connor's friend. They truly mean a lot!! Have a beautiful day!! xoxo

    ~ Wendy

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    1. Winter is my favorite season in the desert. Those skies....you never know what they'll do!

      I do hope Connor and and everyone involved is doing ok. That's one of the hardest things to go through, but they are lucky to have each other.

      xoxo

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  4. Beautiful and heartfelt. Such joy and happiness in this post.
    The red cliffs are pretty amazing too.
    Thanks for sharing this with us. xx

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    1. I can't help but feel happy in the high country, especially when there's a storm brewing! xx

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  5. Sometimes it is just a miracle to be..
    love the one of you holding the aspen leaf...
    ~smile~

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    1. So true. It's a miracle to stand still, experience, enjoy. And who couldn't love an aspen leaf? :)

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  6. I love the light in your photos, and the way the cool blue of the sky contrasts with the reds and yellows of the landscape. Love that shot of your knitted fingerless gloves, too, color coordinating with your land!

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    1. Thanks, Clare! They always say the light in New Mexico is inspiring....and it was so true that day! (Made the mitts myself!) xx

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