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Today was my first chance to get out of the hotel where Iris’s writer’s conference is taking place, and I was fortunate to have Amber as my guide.

Amber

Amber left the Durham area in the late 1990s. I didn’t even know she was in Taos until just before we started out on our trip. I’m so fortunate that I found out in time to contact her.

The first thing she did was show me the way around the road through downtown Taos, which is a parking lot. We swung West of town to Amber’s house, a beautiful adobe jewel perched on the edge of dry creek bed. You can see it glowing in this photo:

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Her house is in a small group of houses on a short road where sheep were once raised, and it is on the edge of a flood plain where house cannot be built, so she has a beautiful view in that direction.

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Lunch

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The Rio Grande Gorge

We walked along the edge of this gorge talking and enjoying the air. I discovered that the plant Iris and I had been wondering about for the last few days was sagebrush.

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Wired Cafe

This is your prototypical hippie coffee place. I love it.

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Farewell for now to a wonderful friend

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