Another Albuquerque jewelry seller
There is something this that reminds me of Whistler’s Mother!
There is something about old doors and windows in towns of the Southwest. I can’t pass one by without bringing out my camera!
On a side street in Albuquerque.
On our trip to New Mexico, we visited Old Mesilla, near where my grandparents lived in Mesilla Park. Mesilla was settled by families from New Mexico and Mexico, but, after the Gadsden Purchase, became part of the United States. During the Civil War, Mesilla was the capital of the Arizona Territory!
As we walked around, we noticed many references to Billy the Kid and discovered that he had been tried and sentenced to death at the county courthouse. However, he escaped before the sentence could be carried out (only to be shot down later by Pat Garrett!).
End of history lesson!
Here is one of the local shops.
We stayed in the Davy Crockett room at our Tucson hotel, but it was Frida Kahlo’s eyes that followed us everywhere!
We took a drive yesterday in the beautiful weather, heading over to Cornville to visit the fish hatchery. The water flowing out of the tanks and through the grate caught my eye.
It was the first sunny day after the Big Snow, and most people were able to leave their houses for the first time. We drove down to the square and watched kids making snowmen and playing in the snow. The joy in the air felt like Christmas somehow!
It seemed that everyone started to emerge last Sunday from our forced hibernation. Lonnie and I went out to lunch and stopped to admire the view from above. It is definitely Winter- but now with the usual Arizona sunshine that we’ve grown used to.