
Driving back home from Harry’s Roadhouse, the colors of the sky were dreamy. I had to stop the car and captured the moment..

Driving back home from Harry’s Roadhouse, the colors of the sky were dreamy. I had to stop the car and captured the moment..

A few hours after I captured this image, it started to rain.
I’m glad that I did some garden work this afternoon. Our yard is scattered with countless tumbleweeds and these days I’ve been trying to collect and dump them at the community center where they currently have a dumpster specifically for garden waste. The dumpster is often full to the brim and we are not allowed to leave the stuff on the ground. It’s always a gamble carrying our garden waste there. It has happened several times that we had to take it back home because the dumpster was already overloaded..

Today was pretty uneventful. It was overcast most of the day and we even received some moisture, which was more than necessary.
I spent most of the day cleaning up my studio, preparing and making space for my first NAS. I came across several items that I realized it’s time to let go. They were literally collecting dust..

The sun was setting and suddenly I saw my own shadow on the wall. What would I say to me if I ever met myself?

It’s been a rather long day and I seem to be in Argentinian Time Zone still. I shall call it a day now..

Was today just another day in the land of enchantment? Sometimes I try to find an answer in the sky. I try to decode the message that clouds intend to convey. The answer is never conclusive, but it always offers a degree of possibility, of hope..

Ten minutes before I captured this image, the sky was almost gray even though there was a thin orange glow on the horizon. I was prepared to lower the blinds and accept that it was the end of the scene. Apparently it was a trick performed by the greatest magician. How could this be possible? I was stunned by this dramatic transformation..

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..

As it turned out today, again, was one of those days that taught me to never expect anything. I know that oftentimes the more I try, the less I find.
We drove to one of our favorite spots to witness the sunset this afternoon. The image above was captured about 5 minutes before sunset. I knew it wasn’t going to be one of those spectacular sunsets that Santa Fe is known for having. On the other hand, it would be unrealistic to expect grandiose every single day.

At the end of the day, what does it all matter? It seems more than ever now that so many things are beyond our control, beyond our comprehension.. I try to keep myself focused on the positives. However my mind apparently is not as strong as I wish it should be. I still let all these noises get into me..
Something is got to change..