My adobe house in Nambé, north of Santa Fe, sits on a road between two pueblos, Pojoaque and Nambé, in a beautiful verdant valley distinct from the surrounding dry Northern New Mexico high desert landscape. A five-minute walk away, is the world apart of the Nambé Woods. My first early morning months on the trail were in a warm late fall. As I discovered the woods, I began to take my camera. What slowly evolved was the idea of photographing the last days of fall continuing through the year to the following fall.

The woods, walked by my neighbors and a few birders, are watered by the Pojoaque Creek, which is sourced from the Nambé Falls Dam. In the woods, a local acequia, an irrigation canal, flows from the creek and waters the adjacent visible ditches alongside properties bordering the woods.

A year of walking on the path along the creek in Nambé Woods in early morning and late afternoon light, in the changing weather of the four seasons, gave me the beginning of a connection to the land, and the first sense of belonging to the place and people who have lived here for centuries.

In 2026,  the photographs became the book Nambe Woods: A Year Walking 

(Hidden Leaves, 2026).

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