I will quit talking and telling stories. Here are more Springer pictures.
Beautiful old buildings in use.
Magistrate Court. Springer, New Mexico.
Hmm…I think the Zia Theater might be Clayton, NM. Someone correct me.
This is the R. H. Cowan Livery Stable, a beautiful building.
I cannot read the date.
For me, here is where the fascination begins…
There is nothing more special and interesting than a town that is in some stage of much much later mid-life but is still very much alive…
And when things are left untouched, with no one coming in to perfect, re-work, clean-up or tear out.
To not try to make young again or worry if others see their antique and patina as trash or think it is depressing….it is not.
Simply content to accept…
Just like a person might be….could be….
Here, I’m going to take you on an adventure….
This is where I saw the first anomaly….the red corrugated tin was fine, but the asian manner in which the side columns were arranged seemed out-of-place….
So I ventured beyond and yes, Tonto, it does not look like we are in Indian Country…
There is some kind of old hotel here. Not the era of the Brown Hotel, of course, but perhaps when Raton had horse racing. Which, by the way, is sorely needed and desperately wanted in rural northern New Mexico. I heard it got caught into politics with horse racing around Albuquerque which is a loss. Nothing can be as interesting or exciting as traveling in places where people have not ventured for some time.
I don’t know if you can see, but there is a pathway that heads in with a bramble arbor that arcs overhead which a person must walk under…It’s like the artist that does those kind of boyscout lashing architectural structures (KU Campus by the Chapel) but in a time before it was art…
I just really could not scale a stucco wall, but I did see this on a rope over the wall.
What story to tell…
And what will my ghost be like?