...but today is Dick's birthday! So we've had a rip-roaring day so far, with more to come, I'm sure. We started the day with a visit to the Cadillac Ranch - ten Cadillacs buried grill-down in the Texas plains, installed by an artist's collective called the Ant Farm back in 1974... a great example of folk art at its best. While viewing the Cadillacs, we ran into a darling young girl named Britanny, who is touring the US with her mother promoting hugs! What a trip - after answering an interview question about our most meaningful hugs, we hugged and went on our way. Very sweet - and a great birthday treat.
As we left Amarillo, we passed Dumas, Texas - origin of that great country song "I'm a Ding Dong Daddy From Dumas" - the title of which never failed to crack up my own dear old Dad...
When we crossed the border into New Mexico, it was like a different world - the light is different - the sky is bluer - mountains grow up out of the plains and the sagebrush waves in the breezes... fabulous drive up to Taos. As soon as we checked into the Sagebrush Inn (old and charming - and cheap cheap cheap on hotels.com!) we went straight to Taos Pueblo, which is the oldest continuously inhabited community in the US. It never fails to take my breath away - the unmistakable fragrance of pinon smoke in the air, the blue blue sky and the snow still on the mountains... the wooden doors painted that perfect faded turquoise... we couldn't be anywhere else. The agency I used to work for did promotions for Taos and the surrounding communities (Angel Fire Ski Area, for one), and it's always held a special magic for me.
Enjoy the photos - we've had drinks by the fire and are planning our birthday dinner for tonight - it's supposed to snow tomorrow, so there may be more fireside chats to come. (This was written on April 16, but posted on April 17 - photos of snow to come!)
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