I love New Mexico and my job and myself in general when I go for that dawn walk along Tingley Beach. Now and then however it’s not so invigorating, in fact it’s just trudging along because walking is good for me. Today was just such a morning–but made tolerable–no, more than tolerable–actually pleasurable by searching for photo ops. With a challenge. No duck/goose photos allowed. Here’s the morning:
I didn’t say no birds, just no ducks or geese.
Starting a trend, like the Pont des Arts.
After all the American, Latin America history classes I’ve take that included references to the Rio Grande, I love that it is so near where I live. Like my own personal river.
Wonder if this went with yesterday’s shoe? Different street corner though.
Little lost shoes.
As I was taking this pic an employee (I suppose) drove by, slowed way down, stopped, stared at me for awhile and then drove in the lot. And yes, if you read this, I do work for the KGB.