The mercury is up, and I am off to the Bosque. The Bosque is the narrow band of woods the hugs the Rio Grande in these dry parts. Corrales is pretty rural, and acequias are man-made irrigation ditches that loosely parallel the river through agricultural areas. I live by several of them.
One image is future wine, and the other is sandhill cranes having dinner. Honestly, I am not just sharing a part of my life, I am learning to blog from my phone. Thank you for your patience!
I feel peaceful here, it is one of my happy places.