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Article: The soul of Santa Fe. (Santa Fe, NM)
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- Sunset
- Article date:
- December 1, 1997
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Snow on the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, the smell of pinon pine in the air - and yes, blue coyotes - it's Christmas in New Mexico
* The night is cold. The Sangre de Cristo Mountains are chill shadows; Orion's stars are ice. Joseph and Mary wander the plaza, hands cupped over the candles that light their way. The song begins:
From a very long journey We've arrived and are weary; And come to implore you For shelter this night
But where will shelter be found? Innkeepers announce there are no rooms to be had. Devils appear, horned, hooting. The gathered crowd jeers the devils and encourages the couple on their path. It is Christmas in Santa Fe.
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