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Aug 19

365/2: 229 outtake. on Flickr.Vintage ‘dome’ car, out to pasture.

365/2: 229 outtake. on Flickr.

Vintage ‘dome’ car, out to pasture.

365/2: 229. Welcome to Lamy. on Flickr.The colors. That is all.

365/2: 229. Welcome to Lamy. on Flickr.

The colors. That is all.

Aug 18

365/2: 228 on Flickr.Stealth moth.

365/2: 228 on Flickr.

Stealth moth.

Aug 16

365/2: 227 outtake. on Flickr.Rain over the Jemez Mtns brings out the topography.

365/2: 227 outtake. on Flickr.

Rain over the Jemez Mtns brings out the topography.

365/2: 227. on Flickr.Busy bees today; grab shot.

365/2: 227. on Flickr.

Busy bees today; grab shot.

at the stables today.

“hey, thanks for doing this.”

“no problemo. enjoyin’ the horses?”

“yep. kinda cool today. surprised me.”

“mm-hmmm. my roan’s turned white.”

“… and … that means … ?”

“he’s a chestnut roan. when cold weather’s comin’, he turns white.”

“i didn’t know they did that. i’d’ve said he was grey.”

“sure as shootin’, it’s gonna be an early fall.”

“sure feels like it today.” checking out the horse. “he looks damned muscular.”

“yep. been a good ‘un. navicular is probly gonna take him down this fall, though.”

“why?”

“some fools ran him too hard, and his feet suffered. he won’ make another winter.”

“sorry, man.”

“it’s ok. he’s had a good life with me. we’ll put him down at first frost.”

owner whacks the horse’s butt in a rough gesture of admiration, waves a half-hearted goodbye, and walks off.

pulling a fresh carrot from my pocket, i hold it out in my palm. the horse suddenly turns from my hand to look into the far distance, standing stock-still, as if waiting for something. we stand like this for uncounted minutes - i offering, he quivering with anticipation.

leaving the tidbit balanced on a barrel, i walk towards the truck.

I give the door handle a yank, and look back. the roan shakes his head, whinnies and vanishes in a blinding cloud of corral-dust.

empty corral. the carrot, the carrot is gone.

like hell it’s the weather. he knows. i think it’s the waiting and wondering.

Aug 15

365/2: 226. on Flickr.How could I resist? This was just a small percentage of the amazing sky we enjoyed tonight. One for the camera of the mind.

365/2: 226. on Flickr.

How could I resist? This was just a small percentage of the amazing sky we enjoyed tonight. One for the camera of the mind.

Aug 14

365/2: 225. on Flickr.Rain shower over the Jemez Mtns, about 20 miles away.

365/2: 225. on Flickr.

Rain shower over the Jemez Mtns, about 20 miles away.

Aug 13

365/2: 224. on Flickr.No. 1, or ‘no one’ … ?  Heh.

365/2: 224. on Flickr.

No. 1, or ‘no one’ … ? Heh.

Aug 12

365/2: 223. on Flickr.I just didn’t have time to shoot anything else today; it was an update-server-stuff kind o’ day.

365/2: 223. on Flickr.

I just didn’t have time to shoot anything else today; it was an update-server-stuff kind o’ day.

Aug 11

365/2: 222. on Flickr.Happier squash blossoms today.

365/2: 222. on Flickr.

Happier squash blossoms today.

Aug 10

365/2: 221. on Flickr.Squash blossoms, not at all happy with intense sunshine.

365/2: 221. on Flickr.

Squash blossoms, not at all happy with intense sunshine.

Aug 08

365/2: 219. on Flickr.Just noticed the Santa Fe Southern track is getting all spruced up for new train trips.

365/2: 219. on Flickr.

Just noticed the Santa Fe Southern track is getting all spruced up for new train trips.

Aug 07

365/2: 218 outtake. on Flickr.Surprise afternoon showers not only mean I don’t have to water the bloomin’ place, but also make for great sunsets (again).

365/2: 218 outtake. on Flickr.

Surprise afternoon showers not only mean I don’t have to water the bloomin’ place, but also make for great sunsets (again).

365/2: 218. Tomatoes are my drug of choice. on Flickr.Anyone who knows me at all well, will know I will take a ripe tomato over any sweet treat. The bowl was a gift from New Mexico potter Dan Capaccio.

365/2: 218. Tomatoes are my drug of choice. on Flickr.

Anyone who knows me at all well, will know I will take a ripe tomato over any sweet treat. The bowl was a gift from New Mexico potter Dan Capaccio.