Until Next Time, Santa Fe

I am experiencing the lasts. The last time we eat at our favorite New Mexican joint. The last time in Eldorado, where we spend the day touring art studios and having a glass of wine with Judith and Will. The last time playing with the guys at the tennis table club. The last time at Lan’s, Taberna, Counter Culture. Maybe …

The Pilgrims of El Santuario de Chimayó

Two friends walk, one covered in tattoos on his neck and hands.  A family walks, wearing matching T-shirts commemorating a dear, lost relative.  A man walks, carrying a large cross made out of wood, PVC and foil over his shoulder.  Two girls walk, holding crosses of clothespins at their hearts.  A young man walks, his steps contorted by a muscular …