
I was driving and every two miles a huge sign was pointing out a Apache Trading Post in one specific location. Each sign was promoting something different to make the people stop and exit the highway ( burgers, jewelery, crafts, stuff and more stuff). I drove by one after another and started wondering what they had to promote to make me pull over. Then the 10th or 13th sign said. “Live buffalo” and they got me. I always wanted to see them embeded in the place where they actually belong. I was glad, so cute!

Oklahoma is incredible….hm..flat…really fascinating flat.

I love the rainbow desert sunsets, the one in Santa Rosa was especially nice.

Fritz Scholder has an exhibition in the Institute for American Indian Art, very recommendable. Usually the artist statements never really touched me but his is just so good. I thinking of posting it in a different section.

When I only saw cars leaving Toas and nobody going to Taos, I started to freak out a bit, while driving 10 miles per hours uphill in increasing darkness.
I felt pretty trapped when I arrived. I don’t mind snow but I mind if it is snowing. It is no fun to drive in these weather conditions. The next day I successfully escaped the snow chaos in Taos and ended up in another one in Cortez but the following day I had a steel blue sky!

Oklahoma City to Santa Rosa to Santa Fe to Taos to Cortez
I was driving and every two miles a huge sign was pointing out a Apache Trading Post in one specific location. Each sign was promoting something different to make the people stop and exit the highway ( burgers, jewelery, crafts, stuff and more stuff). I drove by one after another and started wondering what they had to promote to make me pull over. Then the 10th or 13th sign said. “Live buffalo” and they got me. I always wanted to see them embeded in the place where they actually belong. I was glad, so cute!
Oklahoma is incredible….hm..flat…really fascinating flat.
I love the rainbow desert sunsets, the one in Santa Rosa was especially nice.
Fritz Scholder has an exhibition in the Institute for American Indian Art, very recommendable. Usually the artist statements never really touched me but his is just so good. I thinking of posting it in a different section.
When I only saw cars leaving Toas and nobody going to Taos, I started to freak out a bit, while driving 10 miles per hours uphill in increasing darkness.
I felt pretty trapped when I arrived. I don’t mind snow but I mind if it is snowing. It is no fun to drive in these weather conditions. The next day I successfully escaped the snow chaos in Taos and ended up in another one in Cortez but the following day I had a steel blue sky!