I remember an old tv show called, The High Chaparral. Until I visited New Mexico, I had no idea what a ‘chaparral’ was. Or what I thought it should be. It so happens that chaparral proper only exists in parts of California and northern Baja. But this beautiful plane I came across driving from Taos back to Santa Fe one afternoon had, to me, all the characteristics, and you right away imagine cowboys riding across its incredibly vivid scrub with a backdrop of the beautiful Sangre de Christos mountains. My camera loved it, and immediately went into self-capture mode.