I’m back–after an extra day spent cooling my heels (and my temper) in Albuquerque, due to airline incompetency–and considering the many gifts of my trip to Santa Fe.
A friend-of-friends, David Cartwright, generously put us all up in his incredibly beautiful hilltop house. David’s house has a theme–what a concept–ravens. Hence its name: Los Cuervos–loosely translated, that means crows or ravens. The food was excellent, the art blew me away, and the dogs, Tojo and Kobe, provided smooth fur, saintly eyes, and that magical Dog Devotion that can heal a wounded heart. The view from the terraces at Los Cuervos… Read More »