Anna at Bandelier National Mounment, NM

Though Carol and I lived in New Mexico for 12 years, Anna, our third daughter, was only 2 when we moved to Maine, so she has no memory of place…or should not! Yet she says she felt like “coming home” when she got to Santa Fe a few months ago. I told her she might have some buried memories, but, in fact, I felt the same why when I first got to New Mexico, and I was born in upstate New York. It is something in the landscape that speaks to certain souls (and equally, does not speak to others). Anyway, we took Anna to Bandelier National Monument for her first visit yesterday, and returned for our first in well over 25 years. It is such a great place! Anna had climbed into one of the cavates (improved pockets in the tuff stone, used as dwellings, for storage, or for ceremonial purposes). Who could resist?

Sony HX400V in-camera HDR. Processed in Lightroom on my Surface Pro 3 tablet.