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Candlelight vigil closes the Fiestas de Santa Fe

The Fiestas de Santa Fe ended on September 12th with a mass of thanksgiving and a candlelight procession through the streets of Santa Fe to the Cross of the Martyrs. There, on a hill overlooking the city, a prayer service was held to close the festivities.

A guitarron player waits patiently for the candlelight vigil to start outside of St. Francis Cathedral, Santa Fe.

The queen of the Fiestas Santa Fe makes her way to the Cross of the Martyrs.

Members of the catholic community make their way down Paseo de Peralta during the closing ceremonies of the Fiestas de Santa Fe.

Members of the catholic community walk up the hill to the Cross of the Martyrs.

Priests lead the congregation in prayers at the Cross of the Martyr in Santa Fe.

The congregation listens to a homily.

A member of the historical society, dressed in Spanish garb, listens to the homily at the Cross of the Martyrs.

A reveler holds up a candle during prayers at the Cross of the Martyrs.







The burning of Zozobra 2011

Last Thursday I attended my first burning of Zozobra – Old Man Gloom. The burning of the 50 foot effigy is the opening celebration to the Fiestas de Santa Fe. There there were bands, mariachis, lots of food, fireworks, dance and fire. Lots of fire. Read more about Zozobra here. View more pics here.

Old Man Gloom waiting patiently for the festivities to begin.

A fire dancer walks among the crowd before the festivities begin.

Another fire dancer in the crowd.

The queen of the Fiesta de Santa Fe for 2011.

A young girl watches as the queen of the Fiesta approaches.

A smaller version of Old Man Gloom can be seen among the crowd.

Fireworks illuminate Old Man Gloom just before he bursts into flames.

Old Man Gloom goes up in flames.

The wild life in Los Alamos differs from Los Angeles

Having been here a little over three months, I’m still getting used to a few things – slower life style, more fresh air, cooking at a higher elevation, etc. One thing that still makes me catch my breath like a kid at 4th of July: Animals. I’m talking about being woken at 3:30am because a bear is going through the trash; or looking out the window while making a cup of coffee to see a buck staring at you from 7 feet away; or driving down the road and being stared down by a coyote two lanes over; or humming birds dive bombing you as you try to grill because you’re standing too close to their feeder (seriously, humming birds are the douche bags of the avian world).

I love this little town.


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