Ghost Ranch 2

Here is another view of Puerto de Cielo that I took on my walk yesterday. I had forgotten that I was at 65oo ft above sea level and in the desert. 4 miles was way too much for my lungs to handle. By the end I felt like I needed a sherpa.

There is a song by Mary Black called Crusader parts of which run through my head as I walk through the desert.

And there's no more need for the mask you wear

when the last goodbyes have been said

kiss the cheek of your dearest friends

and turn to the desert ahead

Turn around and this is what you see

this is me facing me

all alone cause I choose to be

with the sun and rain on me, only me.

Actually, I guess they could use some rain to help the firefighters who continue to fight the Jemez Mountain fire. Ghost Ranch continues to surprise me. Yesterday a coyote trotted across my path and turned to look at as he went. Today an Abert's squirrel ran across the road as I came down to the computer lab to post.

This is a picture of Pedernal, a mountain that Georgia O'Keefe said would be given to her by God if she painted it enough. I'm not so sure God works that way.

Tomorrow I go into seclusion for 2 days. I won't post during that time, but will begin posting again when I reach Los Angeles on the 23rd. My prayers and love for you are carried with me.