The contrast between the charcoal trunks of the dead oak and the live, green oak sprouts is startling. I like how the dead shrubs are so twisted.
I always wonder why these rocks, perched above the road, look layered like slate.
View toward eastern arm of Cerro Grande from along eastern end of FR181. The young aspens that have not leafed out are probably victims of last year's wildfire on the Pajarito Plateau. The landscape burns, then burns again but the beauty remains.
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