My companion had a scheduled physical therapy this afternoon. After driving him there, I went for a walk in the neighborhood. It’s hard to miss the massive pink trees. Most of the cherry trees in the area have bloomed. It was wonderful being immersed in pink. The world was undeniably beautiful, at least for a moment..
This is one of my favorite spots in our neighborhood. I still remember that many years ago that when my companion and I went out for long walk together. This was the place where he was looking forward to. I’m sure he still makes a stop there and takes a break during his routine walk.
I can picture him sitting there, adjusting his breathing right now in my head..
It’s a mixed emotions I experienced the second this image was captured. I stood there for another brief moment before moving on. Before last June, I was so sure that this would be the place for us for the rest of our lives.
The road was clear. Unfortunately I couldn’t say the same for my head..
There was no signs of young budding leaves yet, but I did notice a few twigs accumulating in a newspaper box. A bird flew away in front of me right before I passed by the spot, which was what caught my attention. I looked into the box and captured this image. Different, but that for sure is a sign of Spring as well..
I went back to the ranch windmill again today before sunset. Walked around the windmill several times, I struggled to find a different perspectives. Then for a second I thought I was not alone. It was only my shadow on the metal water tank that hasn’t been functional since years..
Located west of Avenida Casa del Oro, there was this lonely windmill metal stand erected in the middle of the wilderness when we moved here seven years ago. I’ve been wondering if someone would ever fix it one day ever since. And it happened today.
I made my way there late this afternoon and captured more than a dozen images. I was fascinated by it. Enchanted by it almost.. I kept staring at the windmill head, watching the blades spinning patiently, and I lost track of time..
This is something I probably will never get tired of.
I’m talking about watching sunset. Whether I’m home or traveling, I look forward to witnessing the sunset at the end of each day..
We went out for a walk this morning. I was having severe jet lag and wasn’t really up for it at first. Since it was my companion who suggested it, I decided to accompany him.
I captured this image while he was taking a brief break. I’ve missed walking with him when I was far away in Taiwan taking care of my Mom. I vowed that I’d never leave his side once I’m back. And I intend to do so.
Can’t say it’s a familiar scene by now. And I don’t think I can ever get used to flying so early. But this view when the sun slowly started to reveal itself, the warmth that it promised.. I’ve always loved it.. It’s a new beginning. It’s a renewed hope..
Goodbye, Albuquerque. Goodbye, New Mexico. Soon I will be back again..
