Can't hold a flashbulb to Ansel Adams.
I love that bridge, Taos Pueblo and Taos Mountain. This trip and these dusty old photos sprang to mind instantly when I discovered the Friday Flashback idea over at Cafe Bebe (thank you, a lovely idea).
|Home is where you hang your hippie hat.|
That new rain smell, baby.
|Old dog, few tricks.|
|Where grew the tree.|