Friday, April 30, 2010
The Moon Is Bigger in New Mexico
My brother and sister-in-law, Allen and Barbara, have lived in New Mexico for many years. I've been there to visit twice, once back in 1993, when I took our sons, JD and Drew, on a train trip across the country to visit Rick's relatives in Ohio and to visit Allen and Barbara on the way home. It's very convenient to go by train, because the train stops in their town, Raton.
The second time, which I must have blocked from my memory when I first wrote this post, was three weeks before my mother's death, when she was staying with Allen and Barbara, in 2001. But that is a story for another time.
Their home is on a hill on the northwest side of town, where they have a view of the mesas in the distance where the interstate trails off to the south, to Las Vegas, and Pecos, Santa Fe, and Albuquerque. But from their house you see "miles and miles of nothing but miles and miles," sky and mesa and the land stretching out before you.
As perhaps you can see here.
My brother took this picture the other evening, and sent it out "with apologies to Ansel Adams." I told him that no apologies were necessary, and asked if I could share the image with people, and he said please do.
So here it is, Moonrise Over the Mesa, by my brother, Allen Litchfield.