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Stone Echoes

The old ones had their own names for the homes they made under the shadow of the cliffs.
Sometimes, their voices yet echo softly down the walls of stone. You may hear them if you are very still.

Alcove House Kiva – Bandelier Nat. Mon.

It was a good life, here in the protected canyon with its stream and its cottonwood trees. There was trade and there were crops of corn. The women wove the magic into the fabric of their clothing and baskets, and the men kept the farms and hunted on the mesas.

They gathered in sacred spaces to experience those things that connected them to the spirits of the land.

This ceased to be one day, as the people walked away from their elegant labors. We still do not know for certain just why.

Bandelier Nat. Mon.

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2 responses

  1. Stunning…

    February 5, 2012 at 11:48 am

    • Thanks so much for your kind comment.

      February 7, 2012 at 9:56 pm

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