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Yup, had to pull on the emergency cargo pants hanging on the bathroom door and zip up a hoodie to walk down the road before coffee and take this shot. I love the clouds. They also change moment to moment, so I had to hurry. This is of course the taller 12,305 ft peak of Taos Mountain (or Pueblo Peak), cropped from a telephoto image. Snow-capped mountains are amazing things to have around you in the landscape. Fifteen years in Taos. That’s a lot of oh my.
John Hamilton Farr lives in Taos, New Mexico, U.S.A. with his classical pianist wife. As New York Times best-selling author James C. Moore tells it in a review of John’s first book, “Buffalo Lights is the work of a man attuned to the world who sees it differently than you and I and writes about it with a language and a vision of life that is impossible to ignore.” John is the author of BUFFALO LIGHTS, TAOS SOUL, ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE, and THE HELEN CHRONICLES. He has been publishing online since 1996 (Zoo Zone, Farr Site, MacFaust, GRACK!, FarrFeed) and blogs regularly here at JHFARR.COM. His latest endeavor is the aptly-named GODDAMN BUFFALO at Substack. See also → John’s Twitter profile, Amazon Author Page,
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When I was a young guy I spent two summers working on a ranch near Woodland Park, Colorado. The ranch was at 8,300 ft. and located 10 miles north of Pikes Peak. Every morning, first thing I would open the bunkhouse door and look at the peak. It wasn’t uncommon to see it wrapped in clouds. Unforgettable site.
MesaMay 4, 2015, 9:41 AM
I particularly love this shot. I’ve kept the link open in my iPhone to look at it whenever I can. It is so sharp & clear I think you would see a skier going down the snowy face if one was there.
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I love when the clouds hang low like that. Pure magic.
The cloud/mountain interface is the best thing about this place. Pulls everything together.
It’s a non-stop show.
When I was a young guy I spent two summers working on a ranch near Woodland Park, Colorado. The ranch was at 8,300 ft. and located 10 miles north of Pikes Peak. Every morning, first thing I would open the bunkhouse door and look at the peak. It wasn’t uncommon to see it wrapped in clouds. Unforgettable site.
I particularly love this shot. I’ve kept the link open in my iPhone to look at it whenever I can. It is so sharp & clear I think you would see a skier going down the snowy face if one was there.