Stuck here for now, I'm trying to convince myself that winter can be beautiful, at least in a picture, I collected up a few more pieces of my dad's artwork. These are Christmas/note card renditions of paintings I don't have access to at present. I will try to remember to take my camera to where more pictures hang at my parents' house and at the homes of many other relatives and friends:
|Sleigh Ride © 1949, Larry K. Vaughn|
|Cora is up by Pinedale, Wyoming, where the high plains meet the Wind Rivers|
© 1976, Larry K. Vaughn
But I will never forget the miserable winter of my senior year. We lived right across the street from the high school. I would take a shower and wash my hair every morning. And being a guy, I didn't worry too much about hair drying or styling. Just a quick comb through and I would rush across the street before the bell and my hair would freeze on the way. If I sucked in air through my nostrils, they would freeze closed. Rock Springs, coal-mining town that it was, spread coal dust on the roads rather than the salt we use down here. With the Wyoming wind on the snow, the whole town would turn gray. There are many beautiful places in Wyoming, like the whole northern two-thirds including Cora, but you have to head a few miles north of I-80 to find that part of the state. Well, the north slope of the Uintahs and Flaming Gorge aren't so bad. But Rock Springs, Rawlins, Cheyenne, etc. will never win a beauty contest.
|Early Snow, Weber County, Utah © Larry K. Vaughn|
|© 1984, Larry K. Vaughn|
The next is a warmer place in Utah we've should be making better plans to visit in the winter:
|Snow Canyon - St .George, Utah, © Larry K. Vaughn|
|Lorenzo Snow, not by my Dad|
And saving the best of this lot until last, I give you the Santa Fe Museum of Fine Art on Christmas Eve, 1993:
|Afternoon, The Day Before Christmas, Santa Fe|
© 1994, Larry K. Vaughn
There is nothing more magical than Christmas in Santa Fe. Snow is always possible, but not that common. In sharp contrast to the coal dust of Rock Springs, they spread crushed, red, volcanic stone on the roads. The streets of Santa Fe then look like cinnamon toast! That evening, we went up Canyon Road where the farolitos are lit along all the walls and the luminarias light and warm the street corners as neighbors share posole and sing carols. (Farolitos are called luminarias in Albuquerque and in Santa Fe the luminarias are little fires lit in the street. I'll just have you look up posole, but it is good!)
So Winter can be beautiful. Now if we can only get out of the poisonous fog here.
Earlier collections are at Family Totems I, II, III, and a later at V.