These days, I live in Santa Fe, NM with my partner Michael. Although he is not fond of being a tourist in the city in which he resides, I find comfort in walking the streets and browsing the galleries as I did in the past. There is comfort in honoring my own winter tradition.
During the week between Christmas and the end of the year, I took a day to myself to turn inward, yet be in the world.
|Doors at the Loretta Chapel on Old Santa Fe Trail near Plaza.|
|Time for a a pomegranate truffle and a Pre-Columbian Mesoamerican Mayan Aztec elixir at the Kakawa Chocolate House.|
|Rosaries on tree branches outside the Loretta Chapel.|
|The Governor's Palace at the Plaza in Santa Fe. This is where tourists come to purchase silver and turquoise Native arts.|
|One of my favorite traditions is having a hot bowl of green chili stew and a local tap beer.|
My lunch stop was at Blue Corn Cafe, in the Mercado on Water Street.
|Farolitos illuminate the dark and is a tradition to the Santa Fe area.|