In late December, we headed down to New Mexico to visit family and friends. While there, we explored some familiar territory from our childhood. It had been snowing almost our whole trip up until the New Year. On New Years day, eager to head outside with clear skies, we went to the beautiful land of Chimayo, New Mexico, about thirty minutes from our hometown of Santa Fe.
This place is extraordinary and almost magical. Much of this land is untracked other than the faint trails of the wildlife. The dirt towers surround you as you walk through arroyos with
families of cacti greeting you as you pass by. Jackson grew close with the cacti families as he stumbled onto a couple and they greeted him with a firm hello. We walked for about an hour onto the hills and traveled across the dirt ridges. As the sun began to set, we returned to one of our favourite spots to admire the diversity of this beautiful landscape. Soon, the darkness of night approached, and we headed home with the sounds of the coyotes howling in the distance.