summer in taos

I have forgotten how much I love Taos in the summer.

Small to vast vistas

blooms

apricots and plums

blue skies

vistas

green grass

sleeping with open doors

and rainbows!

As Georgia O’keefe wrote, Taos is a high, wise, sage-covered plain. In the evening, with the sun at your back, it looks like an ocean, like water. The color up there is different . . . the blue-green of the sage and mountains, the wildflowers in bloom. It’s a different kind of color from any I’d ever seen—there’s nothing like that in north Texas or even in Colorado. And it’s not just the color that attracted me either The world is so wide up there, so big.