I figured I’d close out this week with a picture of one of my favorite places in Albuquerque: the glass dump. It used to be a municipal dump, but time and fires burned away much of the other trash, leaving a vast field of broken and wilted glass. Sometimes you’ll come across an entire bottle, but mostly it looks like the picture above. There’s an ordinance against picking up any of the glass, so I’m going to do the city the favor of not sharing the location here.
A friend and I were thinking of heading out to Los Angeles to try to get on the game show The Price is Right. Unfortunately for us, they’re taking a break for a few months to prep for the next season. Anyway, here’s a shot from the last time I went to the show. I wanted to be a contestant, but there are rules about how many times you can be on game shows in a year, and I’d just been on another one a couple months before. I was more than happy to be in the audience.
(I hope this screenshot via the CBS website isn’t violating anyone’s copyright. I figured it was fair use, but if you’re concerned, contact me and I’ll take it down.)
I was digging through some old pictures and came across one of my favorites. I was bored one Saturday afternoon and decided to have a cat fashion show. Spandy was patient enough to allow this one picture, then shook off the sombrero and wandered over to a spot in the sun to take a nap.
Spandy died of old age about five years later. I miss her. She was the only cat I’ve ever had who enjoyed belly rubs, definitely more than posing for a picture in a sombrero
I almost forgot to post today, so here’s a picture I took around sunset last year at the Santa Fe Opera, where I was lucky enough to attend the world premiere of a brand new opera, The (R)evolution of Steve Jobs. I enjoyed it enough that I’m going back to another new opera later this year. I’ll keep you posted.
Ever since I’ve lived here, the tree outside my front door has been occupied by crows. This year I’ve been hearing a new song coming from the tree. I showed the picture above to a bird-watching friend, and he said it’s a house finch, one of the most common birds in the country. Apparently they are native to the American Southwest, but as suburbs and housing popped up they were able to work their way to the East. It would have been a rarity to see one of these birds outside of this region in my lifetime.
Here’s the last picture I’ll post of the pilgrimage to Chimayo. Off to the side of the road, there were several little shrines similar to ones I posted earlier this week. This rider looked to be leading expeditions on horseback to one shrine that was particularly far off the road.
Another photo from my pilgrimage to Chimayo. A Catholic priest had set up a roadside confessional, I believe in the back of a truck.
Yet another picture from last week’s pilgrimage to Chimayo.
Here’s a shot of the road to Chimayo, converted to black and white for your viewing pleasure.
I hinted last week that I was going to make the pilgrimage to Chimayo on Good Friday. I overheard a sheriff on horseback saying that he thought 10,000 people made the walk to the church that day. It was a great experience and I’m definitely going to go longer next year. This is the church at the end of the walk, but I may post pictures of some of the people I met along the way later in the week.