Here Today: 5.19.2010

I was supposed to fly home from New Mexico this morning, but I fell in love with Ghost Ranch and arranged to stay on. I had no idea the place was about to fill up with musicians for its first-ever Bluegrass Camp & Extravaganza. Tonight, the valley swelled with the sounds of plucked strings and singing in harmony. Lucky I like bluegrass! It’s quite friendly, indeed.

Push-pins . . .

Spent half an hour doing laundry, an hour taking pictures of it.

I often dream of ladders, stairs, elevators.

It’s impossible to resist sprinklers in the alfalfa field at sunset.

Two more days!

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3 Comments

  1. I completely understand. I can see falling in love with this place…

  2. I could photograph laundry all day, everyday. LOVE your shots, especially the clothesline :)

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