We made the trip north to Taos on a beautiful morning for a visit to the Taos Pueblo. They were burning weeds in the pueblo cemetery, so there was a thick cloud of smoke covering the area for a few minutes; face masks helped a bit. Debby bought some fry bread for us to sample: delicious, and there was some native jewelry that was irresistible. We had a late lunch in a nice little restaurant at Ranchos de Taos near the splendid sculptural adobe church of San Francisco. The Rio Grande Gorge south of Taos was fall-beautiful with bright yellow cottonwood trees. October 29 was Kris's birthday. We celebrated with flowers, gifts, lunch, and a raspberry cream cake from Clafoutis. And later that evening, Clara went to her homecoming dance. We had yet another New Mexican meal as Debby's visit wound down, before she flew off to Texas. We replaced some of Debby's Talavera that was broken in shipping and reshipped with much better wrapping. Our final fling was an evening at Santa Fe Prep watching Clara's performance as the murdered cook in Clue.
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