Today was a magical fall day in
Albuquerque–warm with just a touch of cool around the edges. The cottonwood
trees along the river are golden and the leaves are just beginning to fall.
When I stepped out of the truck I heard sandhill cranes giving their
distinctive warbling cry high overhead. The chile harvest is done but the
roadside vendors are still roasting the chilies to blister the skins. That
wonderful aroma and the smell of pinion fires are so uniquely New Mexican!
Ristras–red chilies that have been dried and strung together–appear in
kitchens and hang under the portals.
Enjoy today and look forward to the coming seasons. Next up is December, which
brings posole, las posadas and luminarias.