Unlike Boabdil who, in 1492, gave his last sigh as he topped the hill and lost sight of Grenada, I neither sighed nor looked back after leaving my keys to the office building downtown and headed to the new office building with the last load on office supplies. April 1st begins a new chapter for office life in a new building.
These murals above the display windows of the recently closed Maisel’s Indian Trading Post on Old Route 66 in Downtown Albuquerque. The murals depict the Navajo Yoi-bi-choi Dance and the Corn Dance.
The City opened the scratchy surfaced, knee scraping, palm grinding, bloody face plant playground at Civic Plaza. As I suspected, the gray surface, though cushy, is rough like tarpaper roofing, and the orange and purple bubbles are like 20 grit sandpaper. Kids running and falling on those surfaces are going to get all scraped up.