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.	. . . . . . . Prologue . I loved my father, who loved cactuses, and sweet desert flowers, and canyons, and fierce lightning storms, and anyway he could save money; . I enjoy physical labor in the company of nature, and the challenge of difficult tasks; . I worship simplicity; . I find the ecosystem more reliable than the social system; . I feel the need to express myself in some monumental and lasting way; . I love the color of the Taos mesa; the blue-green brush and orange earth that goes almost pink behind the sage; . so I decided to build an earthship. . . Tres Orejas from the Rio Grans Gorge Bridge . . Gorge view from the bridge . . . View north up the Gorge A casual walk from the home site brings you right up to the gorge rim . . . Another view looking north up the gorge . . . A View in Taos . . . The Pallisades Along Highway 68 West toward Taos . . . . .
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