We love visiting the small town of Jemez Springs.
And stopping for a bite to eat at Los Ojos...
But Lights Among the Ruins exceeded our expectations. Inside the small museum building at the site residents of the Jemez pueblo sold crafts and visitors warmed up with free coffee, tea and hot chocolate while listening to a musician play flute and guitar. Just outside beneath a small tent Frito pies and burritos warmed and fry bread sizzled in a cauldron of hot oil. A horse-drawn wagon carried visitors to the site from the town, two black horses straining up the hill with harnesses jingling.
In and around the quiet ruins hundreds of candles flickered in their simple brown paper bags, their warm glow merging with the silvery moonlight.
Two bonfires crackled with Juniper and Cedar logs and at the edge of the firelight a man sang traditional Native American circle dance songs to the crowd gathered around.
Wandering amongst the lights and the ruins where cultures merge in song and dance beneath the protective shadow of red canyon walls - this felt like the perfect way to acknowledge the darkest week of the year as we head towards next Saturday's solstice and the return of the sun.