But here is the greenery that my gallant quirky knight gathered from the side of the road added into a purchased wreath. The whole entry of the house smells like a forest with cedar, juniper, pinon, ponderosa and fir branches. I love the smell.
After we waddled out to the car, we set out to take pictures just for you. We went to Burro Alley in downtown Santa Fe. Once the city’s bawdy nightlife district, featuring cantinas, saloon and gambling establishments (and also home to “ladies of the night”), ironically, this tiny street is named for the burros that carried firewood to be sold there. Burro Alley is located between San Francisco Street and Palace Avenue.
Red Chile ristras as a garland are so gorgeous
every post around the entire plaza is wrapped with greenery