Mi Cortez Zone
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... a treat compared to Canadian winters, even those temperate winters on my home coast of southwestern British Columbia.
I am acclimatized enough, though, that I join others here in complaining of cool air these days. Hah! Midday, it frequently still rises to twenty-three degrees Celsius here, the temperature I complain is "too hot" in Vancouver!
In these last two days, I've felt a quickening into a new season here. Yesterday, very warm air currents bathed my calves ...
... tree, I hung green beads on our fountain. We had a lot of candlelight too, and filled our big Mexican platters with inexpensive sapphire and bronze balls.
Our house is full, inside and out, of candle sconces. These iron sconces are all locally made but curiously, candles (except for a smelly kind of wax in glass votives for cemetery events) are extremely hard to find anywhere in town. We have made do with the smelly candles . . . especially in our courtyard ...
... is more than a month "early" for the whale sightings. We just got lucky.
Catherine, ever so inclined to look after others instead of herself, felt a need to feed the fishes. Something about the slight whiff of engine fuel, the gentle but continuous rocking of Wantosea, and taking eyes off the horizon and forever leaning over "into the aquarium." Here, have my breakfast! Here, have my lunch! Here, I will give you all my snacks too!
Even she who spent more ...
... intimate places of one's home (terraces off some bedrooms, for example) are within sight of neighbours' eyes. Every room in one's house opens to the outdoors here. No one enjoys total privacy here, even those residing in the most opulent homes.
Narrow laneways, the absence of streets wide enough to accommodate cars, the positioning of houses for optimal views of the land and sea, rather than siting homes for maximum privacy, and the shoreline as ...
... of the door to climb into Jambo to go find our campsite for the night. Needless to say we took the wrong turnings out of town, got lost amongst the farm tracks, did lots of shouting at one another, the stupid GPSs and the crazy Mexicans and their lack of road signs and anyone else who would (but didn’t) listen…..
But eventually we got back on the right track and found Delia’s RV park (N20 46.381 W104 03.883) just outside the little town of Etzatlan. What a ...