Happy June! Happy end of school! Happy almost-summer!
For those of you who don’t know, I hail from New Mexico…by about 20 feet. The house I grew up in rests on the New Mexico/Texas border so technically I am from both states. Nevertheless, since I attended school, ate dinner and slept in New Mexico I proudly choose the title of New Mexican.
There is a beauty to New Mexico that I never appreciated until I moved away to college. Had I appreciated it at eighteen, who knows, I might still live there. But for now, whenever I return, I soak in the mountain views, eat as many flautas and polvorones as I can and rejoice in all the multicolored homes and businesses. At least once a visit, I jump in my car and travel down scenic Highway 28 to the small town of Old Mesilla.
If I were a history buff, I’d give you all the details about Old Mesilla’s origins because there are many. But I’m not a historian. And it’s a Monday. And school is out for summer. So how about we start off our week with some New Mexican door porn instead? 🙂
Through here please….
First up is my most favorite door in all of Old Mesilla:
If the The Hobbit had taken place in New Mexico, this is where Bilbo Baggins would live. The property is surrounded with these curious little trees.
My second favorite is this turquoise against white stucco:
I feel like I could be anywhere in the world when I’m in front of this door: Mexico, Greece, South America. If this door doesn’t make you want to paint every door in your house turquoise, then you need to see a doctor. Immediately.
If I can build my own keyhole garden, then who says I can’t also build an adobe archway like this in our backyard?
According to a resident, this is the most photographed door in all of New Mexico. I might just believe him. It is perfection from its lantern down to its chile ristra.
Also perfect is the patina on these double doors:
Are you starting to understand the reason behind my obsession with blue doors?
I’m not sure how old this door is but I do know that the restaurant it belongs to (La Posta) opened in 1939.
Inside are live birds, waitstaff in bright costume and, of course, delicious yet affordable food.
After enjoying a plate of flautas at La Posta, how about some wine in this little nook?
Everything about this photo makes me homesick. There’s something about the way the New Mexico sun reflects off adobe…
…and mud for that matter.:
Ok, time for more blue stuff:
You never know what you will find tucked inside the nooks and crannies around Old Mesilla.
I love how this multitude of colorful items are layered together in a pleasing manner. As a minimalist, I’d have made all this look like a hot mess.
Meanwhile, Mary makes yet another appearance at a gift shop where she hangs with her clucky amigo:
Well hello there lovely purple sage!
Since when did New Mexico get flowers? I must have been so overwhelmed by all the cactus and yucca that I never noticed the hollyhocks:
And though I’ve never been into succulents, I was quite smitten with this agave:
If New Mexico received just a tad more rainfall, I might just pack my bags and move back home.
In the meantime, if I ever decide to get a tattoo it will be of a Zia symbol. 🙂
Hope all this New Mexican door porn has inspired some summer projects !
In the meantime, enjoy a summer full of open doors and glasses full of Clamato with lime juice. 🙂