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This plant is so fragrant. I think it's mountain sage, but I'm not sure. At any rate, the fragrance always makes me think of the high desert in New Mexico.
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On the mesa above the springs
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Not sure what this is called. P. Tom and I called it a "draw." A dry stream bed ran to it. We're guessing that water washes through here when the snow melts.
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Blue corn muffins (and a cup of lemon slices for our water) at the Artesian Restaurant, connected to the more than 100-year-old hotel at Ojo Caliente.
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Working the crossword puzzle on the porch after dinner
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