We met a new force during this stay in NM that we hadn’t been previously familiar with – the spring winds. The wind in ABQ doesn’t seem like mother nature’s usual routine based on father time’s queues. It seems more like a mischievous cousin that waits until neither of them are looking and then wreaks havoc on everything around – filling the air with so much dust that the vistas disappear, the dirt stinging like tiny darts against any exposed skin, and the tiny, dry, white petals from the trees blowing around in gusts like a snow storm.
And the tumble weeds…they tend to ride together in the wind currents by the dozens, racing across the open range or along the arroyos in bunches that make them look like a herd of wild jackrabbits racing out of the way of the wind. They blow across the roads with no rhythm, sporadically dancing in the music of the violent air, making it nearly impossible to try to dodge them in a motor vehicle because of their unpredictable movements.
And then, just as quickly, it can all stop. This mischievous Cousin Wind stops blowing across the earth (maybe Mother Nature heard the commotion & turned around to check on him). He puts his hands behind his back & calmly walks away, whistling quietly as if to say, “What? I didn’t see anything…”
Sometimes the wind storms hit at night (which can make sleeping in a trailer a challenge).
But the morning after a windstorm feels like the world has just hatched from its shell. Clean & crisp & clear. All the loose dust and dirt and leaves blown clear to Texas. The dancing tumbleweed rabbits rest as a tangled sculpture against every fence row. Mother Earth invites the birds to fly again, and coaxes the tiny plants to grow again, and the natural processes of all these hearty life forms that make their home in the desert continue on as if nothing ever happened.
I know next to nothing about modern Native Culture, but if this sight isn’t moving then I don’t know what is. It was impossible not to be drawn in to the humming, electric energy of the centuries of tradition being honored by so many tribal members in this room.
Thanks to the fact that I received mail at our campground, I was able to get a resident library card in ABQ. With this magical card, I could check out the family passes from any branch. We went to the following museums for free with these passes:
New Mexico Art Museum
Anderson Abruzzo Albuquerque International Balloon Museum
ABQ BioPark: Zoo, Aquarium, & Botanical Garden
New Mexico History Museum, Santa Fe
Museum of Indian Arts & Culture, Santa Fe
International Folk Art Museum, Santa Fe
WE LOVE LIBRARIES!!!
We had an afternoon of art appreciation at the New Mexico Art Museum. The African Exhibit and New Mexico rooms were my favorite. Here are a few gems:
Another fantastic visit to Albuquerque is in the books…