Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Sage


Thunder clapped in the distance as a storm rolled across the high planes near the New Mexico/Colorado border. Similar to the smell of a Christmas tree or an ex-girlfriend's perfume, the smell of wet sage cutting through the air conjured up memories of my time spent throughout the west.

Wasting no time, I walked along the sandstone outcropping towards the protection of a nearby overhang. The wall of gray mist marched forward catching up to us, just as we made it under the overhang.

Sage and red.

This cabin reminded me of my favorite short story, The Call of the Wild. Highway 550 between Durango and Silverton.

An abandoned trading post.

From the protection of the small cave, the storm pounded the desert, punctuated by an occasional clap of the thunder and flash of light. We watched, biding our time to dash back to the truck.

Bass watching the storm.

Sage and obsidian.

Spring mud.

Bone dry.

As quickly as the storm had come, it passed. We left the protection of the overhang and headed towards the truck. Lingering behind, I stopped by aome sagebrush. Pulling off two of longest the shoots, I shoved them in my pocket as a reminder of the high country and this late April storm.

Here are some more links,
Sage (Picasa).

26 comments:

cheryl.andrey said...

I want to experience these places that you photograph. Everything seems so fantastic.

Foster Huntington said...

thats an amazing comment. I forgot how special the southwest is. make a chance to go down there. you wont regret it,
foster

James said...

I think cloudy weather, especially thunderstorms, brings out green colors in vibrancy. Landscapes become lush. Love how you captured it.

Foster Huntington said...

thank you james. growing up in the pacific northwest, i am very used to it haha.
foster

tintin said...

Envious and grateful...Well done.

Foster Huntington said...

Thanks John. I miss the high country already,
Foster

Ryan E. Plett said...

Quality. Always a great look into your journeys...

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hookem12387 said...

Makes me want to go down to Big Bend state park for some reason. The topography isn't necessarily the same, but the feeling is. I haven't been camping in way too long, which is sad with all the great grounds we have in Texas

Foster Huntington said...

ryan,
thanks for your kind words.

Hookem,
i cant wait to go explore western Texas. my good friend, is from texas, the dude looking at the storm, and talks a lot about it. where are some good places to go?

foster

kappy said...

moving to colorado soon and your pics just got me super psyched. great job, as always. also, your pants are the greatest shade of green. where are they from?

Foster Huntington said...

I'm envious that youre moving to such a beautiful place. Visiting for 3 days gave me serious wanderlust. The pants are vintage military with a crazy fade. Not sure exactly, but judging by the pockets i think they are European,
Foster

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TRAWETS NILTGEOV said...

stunning

Anonymous said...

I grew up in Aspen and Durango, CO, and I now live on the other side of the world. Your post filled me with a longing for home and made me smile.

Foster Huntington said...

trawets,
thanks for the kind words. have you been to colorado? its wild.

anonymous,
your lucky to have grown up in such a beautiful place. i hope you enjoyed it. glad i could make you smile,
foster

Anonymous said...

Foster: What camera do you use?

Sum

Foster Huntington said...

sum,
i use a canon 5d mark ii, shoot raw and use prime lenses. never flash
foster

leila said...

i just found your blog through tim's blog and am so happy i did. i love the photos and your writing!

wholelarderlove.com said...

That cabin is the bomb! Reminds me of the cabin in the opening of the movie Silverado. Isolated and simple.

Foster Huntington said...

Rohan,
it felt just like that. i want to move there.

Leila,
thanks for the kind words, hope you keep reading.
Foster

cristin said...

Loving the picture of the cabin.

Foster Huntington said...

cristin,
that picture of my cabin is one of my favorites too.
foster

Heather said...

Isn't 550 amazing? I love that photo. Went to college in New Mexico and feel just the same way about the sage. To me, the Pacific NW equivalent are the lilacs that are just starting to bloom now.

Foster Huntington said...

heater,
550 is incredible. the pnw has the smell of sage too. just cross over the cascades. the transformation is wild,
foster

Nicole Franzen {La Buena Vida} said...

I am from Taos and it took me back. I love the smell of the sagebrush after it rains. Lovely :)