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My connection to the Santa Fe River begins with my birth in 1977, just a road’s width away from the bosque. It begins with a sky so blue it hurts the eyes, hills spotted with juniper and cactus, and green splashes of cottonwood along an intermittent stream. It begins in a land of contradictions, a high arid landscape stretched south beneath a sweep of rustling aspen in the mountains above. Through this landscape cuts the lifeblood of Santa Fe – its River – the reason for Santa Fe’s existence itself, and a potent part of my own personal history.

My earliest memories are interwoven with...

Tuesday, January 15, 2008
by Eliza Kretzmann • SantaFe.com

Mayor David Coss’s city hall office looks more like the setting for a flamenco dancer. Sitting within its bright pink and yellow walls, the 53-year old Illinois native who grew up in Santa Fe speaks just above a whisper, as if by contrast with his surroundings, while reflecting on the fun and frustrations of his first term.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008
by Hal Wingo • SantaFe.com