A Final Santa Fe Gallimaufry

It is time to turn our minds toward our return journey home. But we can’t leave this city behind, without posting a medley of random pictures, illustrating the great time we had exploring Santa Fe. Looking back, there were so many beautiful vistas, encounters, and experiences that it’s difficult to make a selection.
“Keshi” means Hello!
A particularly enjoyable venue was the Zuni Pueblo Co-op store, our first encounter with Zuni art since we visited their pueblo many years ago.

A gallery of Zuni kachina dolls …
… and many cases of Zuni fetishes.
One of the turquoise mountain lion fetishes was especially beautiful. Mountain lion fetishes always show the tail curled across the back. They represent leadership that is felt, but not seen. Mountain lion medicine helps to guide, set boundaries and give the strength to lead by example.

And then we followed the siren call of a Fat Happy into the William&Joseph Gallery. Yes, a Fat Happy. An artist named Barrett DeBusk creates these sculptures that make you happy by just looking at them. Another artist represented at the W&J is Karen Z Haynes. I promptly fell in love with her work. She is an amazing painter and I wish, I could afford one of her still lifes or landscapes. The William&Joseph Gallery is filled with beautiful and enticing works, but her paintings really got to me.    

That gallery visit made us thirsty, so we crossed the street to check out El Farol, one of the oldest restaurants and meeting places in town. Come on in through the mysterious curtains.
Initially, we settled down at the bar, to have a drink and maybe a snack. But after we had perused the menu a little, we quickly changed our minds. A table, please! We were led into a colorfully decorated dining room, one of many in this maze of rooms and courtyards, to spend the next couple of hours in blissful epicurean pleasure. Allow me to linger for a moment …


At El Farol, even the service areas are decorated with murals!

One can only hope, the long walk home through the bustling streets, illuminated by the setting sun, helped with all those Spanish calories!

Earlier in the day, I had come across this antique store and workshop. The old tiles and the woodwork were such charming eye-catchers, I couldn’t resist taking a few pictures. 

What’s reflected, what’s window display?



But our time in magical Santa Fe had come to an end. It was time to leave adobe walls, outlined against the deep blue sky with a tiny crescent moon, it was time to leave the wooden beams and wrought iron gates to start the long drive home.



We set out on a very stormy day. There were high wind warnings all the way from Santa Fe, through Albuquerque to El Paso, Texas. Especially El Paso! Sand was pounding the side of the car relentlessly, sounding just like heavy rain on a tin roof. Fierce gusts were shooting tumbleweeds across the freeway at canon ball speed. At times we might as well have been participants of the Dakar Rally across the Sahara Desert, it seemed. We were pretty darn happy to reach the ranch after a strenuous 12 hs drive.

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