It may just be me — it’s been so long since I’ve been to places like Turkey Creek (which I last visited more than a decade ago).
It might be Meredith — taking your best friend to visit childhood haunts, or to visit the places that hold a special place in your heart.
Or perhaps it’s the camera — traveling with an expensive companion that helps me share my backyard with my family and friends (some of whom I’ve never met in person) and my readers across the state.
Whatever the case, I’ve been digging New Mexico recently. I’ve been rediscovering the beauty and majesty of places like Turkey Creek.
When in the small town of Gila, one is often reminded that you are, indeed, in the American West. From the cattle in the many pastures to the abandoned adobe structures scattered along the highway, the evidence is clear. The area near Gila and neighboring Cliff is a wonderful place to explore the region’s cowboy roots.
Scenes like the ones below are a true reminder of why I love New Mexico.