On a late Sunday afternoon, our little group of photographers made our way to a once-thriving mining community, Elizabethtown, in the Sangre de Christo Mountains of New Mexico. Now only a few old buildings remain, a couple of them visible from the highway, more as part of a museum on private land. The museum was closed, but gospel music eminated sweetly from the adjacent church. Someone invited us inside, to partake in the enjoyment of the music, cornbread and moose chili.

The music was a part of a monthly meeting of a local chapter of the nationwide evangelical Cowboys for Christ. Meetings consist of Bible study, a potluck meal, and perhaps the best gospel music this side of Heaven.

Their group was smaller by a few then the ten of us, and one of the Cowgirls exclaimed, "This is the most people we've had up here in a long time!" When I asked if the group would mind posing for a photograph on the front porch of the church, they not complied, they threw in a few extra gospel tunes.