Lawrence moved up to the ranch from Taos in May 1924, together with Frieda and Lady Dorothy Brett, the sole recruit to Lawrence’s vision of creating a utopian society, ‘Rananim,’ in New Mexico.
They found the two dwellings on the ranch in a poor state of repair, but there can be no doubt Lawrence was spellbound. The vastness and untamed beauty of the landscape pulsates in his writing of this time and the two novels he worked on at the ranch, The Plumed Serpent and St Mawr:
'In an instant, her heart sprang to it. The instant the car stopped, and she saw the two cabins inside the rickety fence, the rather broken corral beyond, and behind all, tall, blue balsam pines, the round hills, the solid up-rise of the mountain flank: and getting down, she looked across the purple and gold of the clearing, downwards at the ring of pine trees standing so still, so crude and untameable, the motionless desert beyond the bristles of the pine crests, a thousand feet below: and beyond the desert, blue mountains, and far, far-off blue mountains in Arizona: “This is the place,” she said to herself.'
From St Mawr by D H Lawrence