Winter's Night

Christmas has come.

The New Year is yet to be born.

Night skies are lulled by a waxing moon.

Snow falls.

Shinney ice laces the air.

Coyotes howl.

Winter's deep chill prevails.


Salty tears fall.

I will sleep peacefully tonight,

Knowing that you will be there,

In my dreams.....loving me.


We will be warm.

Original by: N.E.R.

Children of France....1965

 

We were on the bus...traveling from Paris....to...somewhere else in France. Don't remember where ..right now.

These children appeared to be alone, in a bombed out building ...a result of WWII....a dirty, unrepaired, unkept, unsightly small village in France, which had not been rebuilt..after the war.

I wonder if that town remains bombed out..rejected....forgotten.

And, I wonder if these beautiful children made it to adult-hood...or if they too were rejected and forgotten.

Moments after I snapped this frame, from the window of the bus, the little girl lifted her skirt and exposed her sadly naked baby body. I wondered where the parents were.

Most of us in America, haven't a clue just how well off we are.

Say your blessings every day and be thankful....for the beauty and bounty with which we have been blessed.

Original photograph and text by: N.E.R.

D R A G O N F L I E S

DRAGONFLIES............in and out of my life.

Dragonflies...hovering...protecting....bringing messages.

Dragonflies in February, in the cold stiff winds.

Dragonflies in paintings...on clothing...calendars...wallpaper ... napkins... papers.......everywhere.....every day.

Dragonflies......bringing messages.

I believe.

Original by: N.E.R.

Remembering Paris.........1965

 
One lady was from South Carolina.....the other.... North Carolina.

Southern Belles in Paris, France...enjoying a sidewalk cafe.

I'm wondering if the girl from South Carolina is still alive.

I don't remember her name....but she was lovely and pleasant.

A L O N E

 
They left me......One by one.....And now I'm here alone...Without the sun.........The only one.

Picnic Invitation ...to dine with the Rattlesnakes!

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Look closely at the sign beneath directions to the picnic table in Petroglyph Park, Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Yes, there is a second sign which seems to be notifying everyone that there are indeed Rattlesnakes in the area of the picnic table.

This picnic area did not appear to be used often.......DUH!

City Lights...........Albuquerque, New Mexico

 
We rode up the tram to the top of Sandia Mountain Ridge, when it was still light........about sundown.

After eating at the restaurant, we came out to find this stunning night view of Albuquerque....a city of around 700,000 people in Northern New Mexico.

My youngest son was with me. It was another special moment in my life.

Orange.....a color which belongs to the Southwest.

 

These lovely orange Champagne Poppies were blooming in the historic plaza of Albuquerque, New Mexico.....several Summers ago...when my Mett was still alive and there with his brother and me.

It was a beautiful and joyous day...that I now hold in my heart.

Champagne Poppy for You !

 

Something to brighten your day !

A Message in Petroglyph Park

 

..Artistic License

 

The Twilight Zone..........

 

The Color Purple

 

..........................Park Picker

 
Wouldn't this man be surprised if he knew that I caught him visiting with his friend while picking his nose in a public park....in New York City.

It's a Candid Camera moment !

.........Beyond Boundaries

 

Boundaries..........We deal with them all of our lives.

Sometimes we thrive on the security of boundaries.

At other times, we wither on the vine....because of boudaries.

When we learn how to grow into the sun.....our boundaries strengthen us......lifting us into possibilities.

............The Good Earth

 

This snippet of the earth shot was taken the day that I visited a ranch in Youngsville, New Mexico....just north-west of Abiquiu.

It was an outstanding piece of land with a wonderful house, an art studio, a barn and a three bedroom/two bath trailer....PLUS,views that would just "take your breath".

I shot my canon a lot and even made a second trip to see this outstanding "equestrian" ranch..BUT....it did not have a lake, river, creek or any other water from which a horse could drink. Nor did it have pastureland.

And so, like a good-looking man who has no substance, I had to pass it by. It was not easy. As you can see from this shot, there was color everywhere. It was truly a feast for the eyes !

.......size MATTERS !

.......size MATTERS !

Betcha' didn't even see the home in this shot....Such a teeny-weeny little thing it appears to be.

Always remember that everything in life is....... R E L A T I V E.

This study in relativity was shot on Ghost Ranch.....in Abiquiu, New Mexico....one of Georgia O'Keeffe's haunts.

Back Fence Gossips..................

Two Billy Goats Gruff...check'n out the hot nanny who had just arrived in their... 'hood.

" Huge hooters!", Big Black Billy Goat Gruff was heard saying.

To which smaller Gray Billy Goat Gruff responded, "I thought I recognized her from somewhere !"

Knock Your Socks Off .......ZENIAS !

More " jewels" of the famous Santa Fe Farmer's Market.....which I make a point of visiting every Saturday morning...It is a place which celebrates life..with food, flowers, friendships....old and new.

While experiecing the market each weekend, I get energized from the bounties of His earth....and abundant goodwill of the vendors and customers alike.

My time spent in S.F.F.M. is precious. One of my favorite things is the live music..... Such joy !

Thank you Mr. Peacock

Thank you Mr. Peacock for being so handsome.....and struting your "stuff" so proudly.....I think you understand how elegant you are....and that is OK.....You are so beautiful....to me!

Thank you Mr. Peacock

Thank you Mr. Peacock for being so handsome.....and struting your "stuff" so proudly.....I think you understand how elegant you are....and that is OK.....You are so beautiful....to me!

.............The NAVAJO'S Portrait

........The NAVAJO

There was a handsome Navajo Native American Indian dancer at the Golden Dawn Gallery that night................His costume was outstanding. I understand that it was original ...designed and produced by him.

I have been told that it is a tradition of Native American Indian dancers to create their own costumes. A custom that has been passed down thru the ages. They are truly works of art !

It has been related to me, that the Hopis and the Navajos are friends. I think I have read that they marry into each-other's tribes....I do know that the Hopis ad the Navajo were dancing...interacting....friendly.... at Golden Daw Gallery that night.

Unfortunately, I did not get this Navajo Native American Indian man's name. He was not as out-going as Marcos.....As eye-catching and interesting as he was, he seemed a little shy....or maybe I should use the words " very reserved". Perhaps I will see him again next year, during Indian Market, and get his name.

MARCOS ........HOPI

This portrait of Marcos, a Hopi Native American Indian, was made at the Golden Dawn Gallery on Galisteo Street in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

I think this photograph captures Marcos' spirit...and is "him".

Where in the world was Georgia O'Keeffe ?

Georgia did not take this photograph, but I'm sure that a lot of you feel like she "owns" this building.

I took this photograph while visitng Taos, New Mexico, in the Fall of 2007, to participate in a painting workshop.

I was pleased with the sky that day. What wonderful puffy little clouds.... on a background of jewel-toned blue.

Ranchos de Taos....I believe it is called. It is just South of Taos a few miles, on the road heading back to Santa Fe.

Think I'll visit there again..... I would like to capture a lot of shots of this wonderful structure...with various skies.

A moonlight shot would be ideal. I can see it in my " mind's eye ". .....The moon is full and the sky twinkling with diamonds. Northern New Mexico skies are magic that way.

Their relationship was............. I N T E N S E.....

 

............ E X C I T I N G..............

 

and...........B E A U T I F U L