Another night of monsoonal rains with heavy complement of lightning and thunder blew across the high plains of New Mexico last night. Early morning light finds Cooper and me slogging down soggy trails and muddy ranch roads. While Cooper chases scent trails, I pause often to marvel at the sky lakes and poetry rain water scribed into red dirt passages across the tablelands. After years of drought recent rain patterns leave our neck of the Llano Estacado quenched. The arid lands thrive once more.
© Ilija Lukić 2014
(Cooper on Llano Estacado after overnight rains)
|Running Water Road|
|My Cup Runneth Over|
(Cylindropuntia imbricata aka Cane Cholla)