The human brain is an extremely complicated entity. And each human brain, although basically structured the same way, is different. It dictates how we learn and how we remember. Driving around the Jemez Mountains during the last couple of weeks has brought back memories but has also made me realize how our memories are heavily based on a person's age and interests at any given time. For instance, I did not remember while driving the miles of highway shoulders and pullouts that they are composed of red dirt. I am so accustomed to seeing varying shades of tan or light brown sand and gravel that comprise dirt roads in the state, that I had totally forgotten or perhaps had never noticed the red. Of course, I wasn't driving during many of those early visits to the Jemez and possibly was seeing different things. Too young to drive. I suspect many of you have a broader knowledge of the geologic makeup of the region than I do. Pumice, obsidian, flint, tuff, and red scoria are familiar to me. But the rest I have just begun to research. I knew it was there because several women from Jemez Pueblo showed a group of us young Girl Scouts where they procured their clay for making pots. I would have no clue where those places were and would absolutely not be able to find them today. Regardless, the red sandstone remains, and it is just as brilliant and eye-popping as it was in the late 1960s. Driving from Highway 550 to Highway 4 through San Ysidro and Jemez Pueblo to Jemez Springs, is a real visual treat.
I made this photograph of the geological jumble along the west side of the highway. The pillars in the top of the image (could be maar deposits) give way to red sandstone layers of a different type and consistency. It is vintage Jemez.
Layers worked by water and wind and time abound.
These resemble a human-constructed dwelling.
Thanks for Barbara F. R., Lisa S., Jim & Louise W., Steve, Geula, Catherine, Steve, Christina, Robert, Paule, Claudia, and Pauli for writing this week.
Who knows what next Monday will offer?
until next Monday,
a passion for the image©