My old soul lives in the foot hills of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. I have been coming here since I was 14 and think I am the luckiest person in the world to be just a five hour drive from a place the entire world puts on their bucket list to visit. And visit it I do...we do....at least once a year if not more.
The question remains....Sante Fe? Or Taos?
Sante Fe is...
and much more touristy
I remember when baby peep was young, we pretended to talk in a foreign language as we walked the cobbled streets. We were not out of the ordinary...there are as many languages spoken as smells drift in the crisp air.
The history and art is amazing and very inspiring.
But me (and others) seem to find our comfort just a few miles north
Where the sky is brilliant blue in contrast to the adobe dwellings
lost in time
and for some reason I just prefer it...anything goes
God lives here and so do the souls of many who are still alive...like me