Tristan Santoniello

Twisted, tied, knotted

A path beckons to nowhere

Then Spring, overgrown

Eons pass stars wait

Epochs gone mountains crumble

Sea dries, earthly tones 

Someone decided to braid together some of the reeds and make a little passageway.  

A bank along the Rio Grand looking north towards Bernalillo and Placitas.

Big geode I found out in the Ojito wilderness. My phone camera can’t do it justice. Look closely these two pieces fit together, and probably represent about half of the total piece. Also found three ammonites hanging around the same area.