Quarai

This is a watercolor of one of my favorite places in New Mexico (Well, the places I have been to and remember at least).

I love to look around ruins like these because they have become beautiful through time. It isn't the building that interests me, it is the chips and fallen bricks that create an intricate, shifting, dancing pattern on the walls when the sun hits them and turns them fiery red. It is the tiny shafts of soft green that spring up at the roots of the walls, and the windows and peepholes where time has taken its toll.
My favorite time to visit is at sunset when the richest colors glow off the rocks and trees and the sky all around is brilliantly blue.
As much as I love this picture it could never do justice to the beauty God paints upon man's frail crumbling structure each and every day.

Soli Deo Gloria
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