I have always been intrigued by old, rustic barns. Generally, the older and more in disrepair, the more intriguing. I find their varying shapes, colors, textures, building materials, and settings fascinating. They really almost give me a feeling of comfort. This great barn is an old favorite somewhere along the highway between New Mexico and Cortez, Colorado. I love the rusty colors in the roof, and the beautiful, blue Southwestern sky as its backdrop.
West Texas Sunset
The sunsets in the big, open skies of west Texas are often spectacular. On this December evening, the silhouette of this stately tree was so beautiful set against the colors of the sky just after the sun had set. One of my favorite lines in Fannie Flagg’s book, Can’t Wait to Get to Heaven, is this:
“You know, Dena, there’s a secret to watching a sunset, most people think that once the sun goes down, that’s the end of it. They stop watching too soon, because the really pretty part is just beginning.”
One of my favorite places to visit and spend time in, Santa Fe, New Mexico is highlighted by the beautiful Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi. Located on the square in the heart of downtown, this Roman Catholic Cathedral was built between 1869 and 1886 on the site of two older churches dating back to 1626. Today, this church and the grounds surrounding it serve not only as a sacred place of worship, but also as a peaceful resting place for weary shoppers, adventurers, and sight seers visiting the city.
I’ll admit I have a thing for trees… all kinds of trees. (As my friends would tell you, even dead trees.) They are always changing, and are so full of history, and purpose, and promise. And, although this beautiful tree made for a lovely foreground, it is actually the breathtaking fall sky that caught my attention. By the end of summer’s hot haze, I love those days that have a “Fall blue” sky.