Sidetracked Charley

So many improvements and memories. So many losses. This the deck I built and standing on it is Magique who I lost. The lost pets are many. Google and Facebook remind me constantly. Some memories are good. Some so sad. I was just beginning this gardening year when the fire began on Kermit Peak. It was to be my second vrbo year and but beginning slowly. I was happy to have ample time to work on the gardens when Mora was evacuated. I invited homeless friends to stay in the empty rental. A frolic. Soon they would be able to go back home. Two weeks later I was ordered to evacuate. Kate had asked how long before she could go home and I didn't know. I did not know how long before I got to go home. I had a place to go. To stay with a friend in a near by town. It would be a lark. Soon I would be back here in my home of 30 years of memories. Today it hit me it would be more than a weekend when I had to fill out a temporary change of address. Suddenly I was discussing all the truly difficult ...

BoBear  at the Pond's Edge   Smoke is blanketing my valley from the fires all around my state and just south in Santa Fe but it rained and I thought if I was quick I could get out on an early morning photography trek with my dog. You just had to be careful which way you pointed the camera. Avoid most shots with a sky line especially pointing south. The sky was white in that direction and all the hills in shades of gray. But pond reflections were blue. And toward that direction the colors were more true. It was also easier to breathe if you walked into the woods and away from the smoke filled valley. But the white sky offered a great backdrop to the dark forest. So in conclusion BoBear and I had a nice walk but I came home to my house in the Valley of the Little Coyotes with a cough and a headache, but some good photographs.  See my other Blog, Creative Journey for the black and white versions of the smokey hills.