Earlier this month I had the opportunity to trapse across some of the beauties that the Monzanos has to offer. What a delightful day, not to warm, nor cold. As Goldie says, it was just right. While it was a joy to abide for a time among the bright colors, just a few miles down the road the sights weren't as pleasant. This past spring, fire ravenged the woodland leaving nothing but the charred remains. Last Oct. I snapped a beautiful spot on the road that serves as my logo for my cards. That location in that condition no longer exists. But hope springs as the first peekings of new growth was evident as we made our way up the blackened mountainside. When we arrived at the top of the mountain, we were rewarded with this saved retreat. Just 2 miles down from this site another blessed area retained its beauty and grandure, Inlow Camp. So many people across the state prayed for the safety of this campground, and I added in the top of the mountain. My heart soared as I scooted my boots through these gorgeous colors of fall once again still in its pristine condition. Thank You Lord for Your Goodness.

One of the most beautiful scenes I wandered upon was the acequia itself. The wonderful full fall colors of the trees were reflected back into the soft day. Wonderful quiet times of personal reflection are available if you can close out the stunning images that assualt you at every turn.

This noontime when I went chasing the wild crane, I found this quarrelsome group close to the acequia on Edeal Road at the southern end.

Chasing the Cranes

This week the cranes showed up again in Heaven's country. I love watching the cranes. I love photographing the cranes. I love looking at crane photos. I love listening to the cranes. All right, maybe not when there are thousands of them in the air overhead, and all screaming at once. That's what happened when they arrived en masse on Monday morn.