Albuquerque: My Hometown
In only two weeks I fly to Albuquerque to play some gigs. Well, the gigs are all over New Mexico, but Albuquerque is a nice place to land, always. I miss it all the time, but especially in the fall when the scent of roasting green chile and burning cedar fills the air. And then there are the balloons...taking over the skyline for a few weeks in October and adding color to an already vibrant sky. It's not really explainable...y'all might think a few hot air balloons in the air is not so much a big whoop. Except there are HUNDREDS, all at once. It's awesome. There are years that the wind triumphs and some of the events are cancelled, but the last time I attended the Balloon Fiesta in 2005, it was perfect flying weather. Here's a little bit of Albuquerque in October: The Mass Ascension in the morning. Right now my mom is freaking out because her photo is now on my blog. Hehhehheh. She's a cute mom. There are a few more photos in my Flickr Pool if you are interested... Labels: albuquerque, history, living, newmexico, photos |