Sunday, August 10, 2008

The Pueblos

These structures were amazing!! This section is 1,000 years old. The adobe is resurfaced about 2 times a year depending on the rain. That is a lot of resurfacing!! Some of the families still live here, and the dwellings, or I guess you would say homes, are passed down from generation to generation. The people were so nice. There are shops in many of the homes, and they sell their crafts jewelry, pottery etc., but they are not pushy, just very friendly. And their work is beautiful!
In the background you can see more of these buildings. These are not as old. And the water in the stream they still drink.


Taos

This is New Mexico's Gorge as in Great Gorge. It was a little scary looking over that railing. It was pretty amazing. More fun together!
We stayed in the Cottonwood Bed and Breakfast in Taos. It was a little ways outside of town, and there were a million stars--at least it seemed that way. There are lots of blue doors in Taos, I guess I need to find out more about that. The building below was right next to the B & B we stayed in. Love that adobe. We had breakfast outside each morning. The weather was wonderful, and at night we could hear the coyotes!

Santa Fe

Driving from Artesia was a great drive, it was a pretty time of the year especially since they had lots of precipitation. Every place we go we say to each other "this would be a nice place to live. As we entered the Santa Fe area we started to notice the adobe structures and what character they have. This is Peggy, I forget her last name, but Steve bought the turquoise necklace I am wearing. Peggy said it was from some of her fathers old beads?! Whether it is or not I just love it. Gosh there are so many stories to go along with these pictures, but I just can't write it all.
We had dinner at a place called the Shed, a recommendation from a shop owner, and what a great recommendation. The building was 300 years old. The people were really short back then. We had to duck to go through the doors. It was a great meal, and the atmosphere was great too.
This belongs with the Taos pictures. This is Bonnie, we spent more than an hour in this shop picking out pillows and rugs made by the Zapotec Indians. The wool is carded, spun, dyed and then weaved in the tiny village. This shop and its sister shop supports several families in the village. It all looks so nice on our old Mission Oak furniture.

Friends

This is Rodney Webb, and he is the reason we went to Artesia. Steve and Rodney were in the Marines together. We became great friends with he, his wife Sarah, and now their daughter BD. We try to visit often. Rodney has a ranch in a town outside of Artesia, a town called Pinon. We usually visit there, but this year I stayed in town with Sarah and BD, and Steve went out to the ranch with Rodney, and got to "ride the range" for 3 days.
This home belonged to Tina and David Hand and their 6 children. The girls and I spent lots of time there, and Tina became a very special friend. There were lots of p and j sandwiches, Halloween and Christmas fun, and just everyday fun. Tina passed away about 4 years ago, she battled ovarian cancer. I didn't have the address and never looked for the house before, so it took a little while to find it. When I spotted it, fond memories flooded my mind.

Artesia, New Mexico

17 years ago this was our home in Artesia, a small oil town in New Mexico. Prior to that we were living in San Juan, Puerto Rico, where Heidi was born. The house has been added onto, but the pole fence is still the same. I wish I knew how to scan pictures, because I would love to through a few in from back then. We had ten acers, horses, chickens, (we still have the little red bucket Hilary and Heidi would gather the eggs in). I tried everything in that little red bucket to prevent the eggs from breaking in route to our kitchen, straw, paper towels, it was just too much of a temptation to swing that bucket around. We had 10 or 12 pecan trees, a garden, Butterfly the lamb, and another older lamb, that liked to butt the girls, and Mousie the Jersey cow. I will always have those sweet memories of the girls, in their jamies, coats wrapped around them, little red boots,walking out to the barn while I was milking early in the morning.

This was the pump house, where we would have leaks. The girls loved it because they could play in the huge mud puddles the leaks would make, and poor Steve, he did not like fixing those leaks.
This was the cattle guard in the driveway to our house. It was just a given to say "cattle guard" each and every time we went over it. Cattle guards are made of metal pipes. As you go over them it is bumpy, and makes a clumpety clump noise. The girls didn't even have to see them to say "cattle guard" they could hear it and feel it.
The fence back then was not closed in like it is now. It was a piped fence. A rancher that lived in town kept his horsed behind our property. Everyday, twice a day, he would have to go in and out to feed the animals. He started leaving little treats on the fence for Hilary and Heidi. He didn't want to girls to know who was leaving the treats, so we just called him the post fairy. Each day the fence was checked by 2 little girls, and most days they came in with a surprise.
The 4H fair was a big hit each year, and we would spend all day there. The people, the animals, the smells. The fair in Artesia is nothing like the Jacksonville fair, 1/4 the size and no rides. Much more fun to me. The girls participated, and one year Hilary brought home a trophy almost as big as she was. She was in what was called the lead line class, and the participants would lead their lambs around the arena. A friend let Hilary borrow a lamb, she named him Butterfly. Each day she would work with this little lamb, and teach him how to lead. It was not normal nor did lambs like to lead, but she succeeded. That year Heidi also participated in a pet class, she was too young to do anything else. She lead Johnny the older lamb around. I made a flower lei for Heidi to wear and also one for Johnny. While Heidi and Johnny were standing there, Johnny decided to eat her lei, the local newspaper photographer was right there, and captured the whole thing, right through to the tears in Heidi's eyes. Hilary and Heidi both had their pictures in the local paper that year.

More Russell Move

We sure enjoyed having Lincoln and Paige stay with us for a few days while Heidi and Matt took care of all the loose ends, packed up, and headed to Jacksonville NC. We arrived around, can't exactly remember, but I know it was late. Heidi and Matt had a late start. As they were loading things in the truck back in VA. there was a downpour. Many of their things were outside of the apartment ready to be loaded, they quickly covered as much as they could. They were soaked, and still pretty wet when we met them in Jacksonville, NC. All the moving blankets were soaked, but all of their furniture survived. Steve and I were going to stay in the motel on the base, and the Russells were going to stay in their home. It was getting closer to midnight, the latest you could check in at the base motel in midnight. Steve, Lincoln, Paige and I drove around looking around for a motel for all of us to stay in. Jacksonville, NC has one, and there were 2 rooms available!!! We kept Lincoln and Paige entertained at McDonalds having chocolate sundays around 11:30. As you can see we had lots of fun!


Russell Move

I haven't posted in a very long time, as you can tell! I will have to go back in and get the picture that is suppose first and I will tell the story of that.
This was early morning on Saturday, June 28th. Heidi and Matt were on their to their new home and new beginning in Jacksonville, NC. The truck was full and the car was full. I think their clothes did dry out!?
Sorry same picture!
Heidi will probably be a little upset with me because of this picture. The picture kind of tells the story. BUT this is the very first picture of the family standing on their front porch, and I am sure there will be many many more to come. They did not even get a good night sleep, even though we stayed in the motel, they were too excited and much was going through their minds. They were totaly exhausted by that evening. Steve and I could not even help them. We had to turn around and head home (a 8 or 9 hour drive) as we were leaving for New Mexico early the next morning. There was a crew of 4 or 5 strong men and boys, from the church, to help with the unloading.