Nature of course offers harsh edges and lines. Today I kept seeing subtle changes of many sorts. Notice how the variations in juniper dimensions help your eye note the landscape’s folds and creases.
Add some snow-dusted high elevations to a steeper juniper plus pines landscape.
And tall pines! And more snow…blanket more than merely dust.
Even these amazingly tasty Brussels sprouts have layers. And that honey-mustard sauce…otherworldly. We lunched in Taos on not-New Mexican cuisine.
Real verticality. Meadow/pasture at base….
And a gorge! Downward verticality. That’s the Rio Grande.
Meadow-to-peaks verticality again, this time with a line of fence-posts angling across.
We climbed to higher elevations, and thus more snow accumulation. Even lines of animal tracks crossing the white.
Always, since we were driving and the road was plowed, the road wends across the landscape, a scar in the snowiness.
Hoar-frosted trees. Layers here are branches and between-branches.
This town is named Los Ojos, which means eyes, but is also used for springs. If you were an anciano*, wouldn’t water emerging from the ground be pretty darned special?, an addition to the complexity of the Underworld.
Erosional remnant…all about layers. And graduations of color.
And dusk…on a clear night. With a big moon, off to the way left, to be imagined. Full tomorrow night….
* anciano = ancient one in Spanish.