Mai and I ventured up the Santa Fe Farmer’s Market this Saturday morning on Interstate 25. We came home the long way through the rolling terrain along the Galisteo River watershed. It is one of the most spacious, imaginatively configured landscapes I’ve encountered. Reality transfigured.
The food traditions in New Mexico run deep and there are so many cross cultural currents. The vivid displays of food at the market reminded me of my first trip to Japan when Mai took me to the Kanazawa morning seafood market. New Mexicans place supreme value on fresh food and try to eat directly from the local land. It tastes amazingly good, and ties your spirit in with place.
What is land good for? For one it provides the elemental fuel for all human activities. It also provides a measure of our inheritance which seems not an entitlement we have the liberty to waste wantonly. Different locales hold unique ecological stories. Wild places can be visited and admired but if you try to own it or sell it that sometimes intangible integrity erodes or vanishes all together. You can nurture life on the land and taste the land’s story through food! I’m grateful there are many places that have good integrity to enhance strength in our bodies and exude tranquility to fortify our spirit and find our compass directions in life.