Wandering on purpose

Early January wandering on purpose took Janis truck and me on secondary roads in the northern Chihuahuan desert, to the little village of Placitas where we collected a load of rabbit poop for the garden.

A razorblade chill wind spoke of the winter storm, forecast to bring snow to the mountains later in the evening.

Late angled afternoon sun lit the beauty and eerie drama of an immensity of landscape and paucity of people.

The desert enchants more with every pandemic tethered wander.

Forced to stay home, I am face to face with vast openness.