Today, I think we'll take a stroll along Sante Fe, New Mexico's Canyon Road. My hubby patiently walked with me as I photographed one beautiful scene after another last month. After about four hours, I hadn't nearly exhausted every photo op!
There was a bronze sculpture garden that's occupants were amazingly life-like bronze children.
I found them in every corner of the garden.
They even played in the fountain.
If you look closely, you will see Mark Twain sitting on the bench in front of the museum.
Everything was still in bloom!
One of many outdoor cafes.
Art was everywhere...from the ornate metalwork,
To the hand-carved doors.
Many of these once-residential homes are listed on the National Register of Historic Places. Around the turn of the century, an influx of artists altered the community to what it is today, a thriving artists' colony. The homes now serve as galleries and studios to some of our country's most accomplished painters and sculptors.
The oldest home in Sante Fe dates back to the 1750s.
We were free to wander about the gardens that surrounded every studio.
Each garden was uniquely adorned.
I'll have more for you soon. I was overwhelmed by the beauty and charm of the city. As an artist, it was impossible not to be affected (or should I say, infected?) by this place. I don't think I will ever get it out of my soul - one visit changed me forever.
Until next time,