Village info .....
Though a village, this community keeps itself active with many events throughout the year .... many are family oriented and a lot of fun ;)
They have a pet parade every year - and for a couple of years my whole family, and the cats, participated... they even placed in the ribbon competition :)
So if you are planning a visit, please take time to check out the website for local, fun, events to you can join in!
This is one of New Mexico's newest wineries, having been founded in 2000, and is family owned and operated. Their 2000 Cabernet Sauvignon and Francs won Gold Medals at the 2002 New Mexico State Fair; the 2000 Riesling and 2000 Muscat Canelli won Silver Medals at the same competion. Also, try the Mariachi - a semisweet red wine blended from grapes grown in Corrales and Deming; with a rich, velvety mouth feel, and deep red and black fruit flavors, this wine has Port-like flavors.
OPEN: Wed-Sun., noon to 5 p.m
ADDRESS: 6275 Corrales Road, Corrales NM 87048
The Emerald in the Rough
Corrales, named by the Spanish who settled in this cultured state, remains home. When most people picture New Mexico, tumble weeds, dust storms, a certain number of famous cowboys and a couple of direction challenged aliens usually make dramatic entrance in the stages of their imagination. Most would assume that there would never be any trees or anything that might resemble the color green and the closest thing to a plant would be a cactus or those sad little brown bushes in a Wiley Coyote cartoon. Corrales, however, dares to defy the imagination.
When I talk to most of my friends now, tales from building complexes and suburbs are the traditional response. It seems to just be the way American culture settles. I am not saying that there is anything wrong with living an a suburb-they are close enough, a closed, safe environment, where one can be surrounded by friends without living in a high cost city, as far as anything goes, there is no problem with that.)
Imagine if you will, a warm breeze wafting lavender to your senses. Cotton dances on the air like a thousand tiny fairies. Out n the porch of the house, we have acquired about a million toads. Each has his/her own name, and the fatness of their belly usually is the defining character to each. In the evening, my mom turns on the porch light for the moth their dinner to swarm to the light. She often tempts them with mealworms as a savory appetizer, serving them fresh with a pair of chopsticks. Hmmm, good eats! On special occasions, she will collect the June bugs (a flying, hissing beetle about the size of a radish) and feed the to our amphibian guest. Days are spent walking the many trails in the Bosque, a lush green river valley filled with cotton wood trees and other nature life. Horse back riding, ballooning in the morning, concerts at the zoo, and other fun adventures are the usual in the little town. There are also many festivals that go year round including a lavender celebration in mid summer.
The native architecture mimics the many pueblos scattered through the state, ornate vegas and adobe walls baked from the New Mexican sun. Even the heat waves from the ground are spiced with the New Mexican culture.
If there is one special time during the year, Christmas takes the cake no contest. Each year, the community comes together for a traditionally unique celebration. Every house lines the streets, roofs, sidewalks, yards, and walls with luminarias (a brown bag with a bit of sand and a single lit candle inside.) Chile ristras hang from the doors, and Spanish guitar versions of “Oh Holy Night” can be heard from the corners. On Christmas Eve, all the families tour the village to marvel at the candlelights; on that day, thousands of strangers become family.
I can still remember when I was a little girl, my whole family would gather to sing Christmas carols. As we walked in the rundown neighborhoods of the city, we were received as long friends expected. The fondest memory remains the old lady and her loving husband. She stood at the door and said in her thick new Mexican accent,” mi hitos, how nice to see you, come in come in. ayyyy your getting so tall (where an appropriate cheek kissing and admiring gaze followed.) She would always cook a huge feast of pasole and cornbread and everyone was served endless amounts of Mexican hot chocolate and bisquichitos after the festive serenade. This was our family, not the long distant 3rd cousins twice removed that I have never met in my life (thought they count too.) My family is the old lady at the end of the street, with a thick Hispanic accent and cotton floral skirts. The grandmothers of all the children in the community, our familia.
A charming village just minutes from ABQ
"A little bit different..."
Corrales is surrounded by urban living - yet remains soft and rural in it's own nature.
Folks smile as you pass, the houses range from new buildlings, centuries old adobe homes, to ever present in rural Americn trailer homes. Dirt roads, green trees, waterways, horses, and all those bits of country life - all located just a short distance from the city.
My family has called Corrales home for the past 15 years. The wonderful surroundings, and the charming people who are here make this a very special place to live.
I you want to read a little page that provides you with a real FEELING of being in Corrales ... check out Peachitish's Corrales page ...... it is so real, my eyes tear with emotion as I read ...
"The bosque ......."
The bosque is pronounced 'boss-kay', and refers to the green strip of growth that hugs the banks of the Rio Grande. Being surrounded by desert, this type of growth stands out ... you can smell the life....
I took this particular photo outside my parent's driveway. The little dragonfly was a surprise :) Usually, I just come across toads .... lots of toads .....
"Bosque life ....."
Since the cocerns with West Nile virus erupted out here a few years ago, the village has been regularly spraying to keep the mosquito population down. As a result, the local toads have suffered.
A few have moved into my parent's yard, and now have been around for at least a couple of toad generations. During times of low food availability, Momma-Misha buys meal worms and hand feeds these critters with a special pair of chop sticks .... hence the recently changed name of their home: Toad Hollow :)
CORRALES, NEW MEXICO
Corrales is a small community just two miles north of Albuquerque and is bordered by Rio Rancho on the west. The village was originally an agricultural community and still contains winding dirt roads, corn fields, and apple orchards. It is also dotted with small art galleries, craft shops, and roadside fruit and vegetable stands.
For residents of urban areas of Albuquerque, Corrales offers a pleasant escape - summer road trips to the Farmer's Market are popular and attending the fall Harvest Festival is a must. There are several historic structures to visit including the Casa San Ysidro House Museum and the old San Ysidro Church. For out-of-town visitors, there are several nice bed and breakfasts in a addition to a host of world-class restaurants.
Corrales was founded in 1706 and contains many examples of adobe Territorial Pueblo style architecture.