Twenty years ago I was a young girl from the Detroit suburbs who knew Hudson’s, JC Penney and Sears from our local mall. I hadn’t yet traveled west of the Mississippi, nor set foot in another country other than Canada just a hop away from Detroit. Then I went to Albuquerque for a conference.
I had never seen anything around Detroit as old as petroglyphs. These petroglyphs are on a pin I found at a shop in Old Town.
I met a worldly bear, face to face.
I found mesmerizing Acoma pottery. Bought the biggest I could afford then and still pay my rent (yes it’s tiny, ha!).
Then I drove to Santa Fe. Some things seen there have never left …
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