Sunday, August 17, 2014
Ghosts
Ghosts of pioneers still roam the High Plains of New Mexico and abandoned farm houses remain favored places of respite and mischief. Weathered and beaten by the harsh Llano Estacado climate they stand as testaments to the indomitable spirit of families which called it home.
© Ilija Lukić 2014
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| Pioneer Spirit (monochrome) (Near Broadview, New Mexico USA) |
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| Pioneer Spirit |
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| Ghosts |
Friday, August 15, 2014
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Where The Hawk Flies
In its storied history the Llano Estacado has suffered the fleeting footprints of scattered native American tribes, mile-wide trails carved by migrating buffalo a million strong, treks by early Europeans longing for the Seven Cities of Gold, wagon wheels of white settlers and their plows, steers of cattle barons and most recently pervasive crop circles of modern agriculture. Yet, pockets of the primordial Llano tablelands endure.
© Ilija Lukić 2014
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| Endless Sea Of Grass (Llano Estacado north of Clovis, New Mexico USA) |
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| Rough-Hewn Rangelands |
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| Where The Hawk Flies |
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
The Hummingbird
She pauses fancy-free midair,
Our hearts touch briefly,
Oh, exquisite single glance.
My soul takes cheerful wing
And gladly joins her flight,
Alas, I whisper, I am set free
By our brief heart-to-heart.
(written for Julie Francois after her amazing encounter with and photo of a hummer in flight)
© Ilija Lukić 2014
Our hearts touch briefly,
And gladly joins her flight,
By our brief heart-to-heart.
(written for Julie Francois after her amazing encounter with and photo of a hummer in flight)
© Ilija Lukić 2014
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