My friend Marilyn & I arrived in Taos on a sunny afternoon last October, coming into town across the vast sage-brush flats, with Taos Mountain beckoning. Wandering the town, this was a typical sight…a welcome open, blue-painted doorway and ancient adobe walls drenched in sunlight. Ristras and flowers and the promise of treasures inside are like icing on the cake of life!
They call it Taos Blue and there is never too much of it here for us locals or the visitors! I love watercolor.