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Showing posts with label Las Trampas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Trampas. Show all posts

Friday, December 15, 2017

December Devotions

"December Devotion," 5 by 7 watercolor card
Month of devotion to many, December brings the faithful to worship. An icon to many is the mountain church of San Jose de Gracia, in the village of Las Trampas on the High Road to Taos in northern New Mexico.
Built of adobe and wood in the 1760s, it is an icon of devotion and simple Catholic faith. 
As its more than 260th Christ-mas approaches, the parishioners will gather, often trudging through snow, to candlelit mass inside the ancient walls, amid the campo santo surrounding it.
(Day 15 of 31 December watercolors)
My photograph from this October

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Shadows of the cross--II


A crown of thorns always hangs on a cross beside The San Jose de Gracia Church, also known as Church of Santo Tomas Del Rio de Las Trampas, on the high road to Taos at Las Trampas. Built between 1960 and 1775, it's one of the oldest surviving 18th century churches. There are still folks up in that area who speak Castillian Spanish, direct from the Conquistadores' entrada in the  late 1500s.
The shadow of the cross is omnipresent on our favorite journey in New Mexico is up the High Road to Taos to ancient Spanish villages and churches, including Chimayo, destination of Holy Week pilgrimages and holy dirt; Truchas; and Las Trampas.
Inside El Santuario de Chimayo near the beginning of  the High Road where there is holy dirt

Cemetery at Truchas on the High Road to Taos before Las Trampas

Crosses at the ruined pueblo church at Taos Pueblo at the end of the High Road

Somewhere on the High Road

Sunday, March 9, 2014

The High Road beckons

The High Road, 6 by 9 watercolor, 140# d'Arches
It's called "The High Road to Taos." branching off the main highway at Espanola or Pojoaque and heading toward my favorite New Mexico mountains, the Truchas peaks. 
You go back in time the higher in altitude you get, because of the ancient Indian pueblos and Spanish villages, like Chimayo', Nambe, Cundiyo, Truchas and Las Trampas. Some people up there still speak Castillian Spanish, from the days of the Conquistadors.
The way hasn't been paved long, and it's an excellent back road trip away from tourist traffic to our favorite town, Truchas, at more than 8,000 feet in elevation, still 5,000 feet below the 13,000 foot trio of Truchas peaks looming above. 
Most people don't know it, but they are the mountains in the famous Ansel Adams photograph, Moonrise over Hernadez, N.M.
The High Road to Truchas beckons as I see it in the days before pavement.