Moonrise over the Sangre de Christo Mountains, Santa Fe, NM April 14, 2014 |
by Susan and Lawrence Fox
Lawrence Fox |
Susan Fox |
Last night -- Tuesday of Holy Week -- we were driving along the Sangre de Christo Mountains in Santa Fe, New Mexico. I knew the name meant Blood of Christ, but I never knew why the Spanish had named the mountains for Christ's Blood.
Phoebe Wise -- fount of wisdom on all things Santa Fe |
Alpenglow is an optical phenomenon in which a horizontal red glowing band is observed on the horizon opposite to the sun when it is just below the horizon.
Sangre de Christo Mountain just after sunset on April 14, 2014 |
We saw the alpenglow on the Sangre de Christos at just the right moment. The sun set. I shot the picture and planned to shoot another, but by the time I turned back the mountain had turned blue grey.
That quick!
But Nature wasn't done with us yet. Because we then witnessed an incredible moon rise over the same mountains.
How fascinating that after years of visiting Santa Fe, the Lord chose to show us the alpenglow during Holy Week.
That's God's Amore!
(In Napoli where love is king, When boy meets girl, here's what they say)
When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore
(When the moon hits you eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool)
That's amore
(When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli)
That's amore
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool)
That's amore
(When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli)
That's amore, (amore)
That's amore