Una semana

Ay!  It all seems so surreal, but nicely so.  One week ago I was sitting the Comedor Colon in Etla, under the watchful eyes of Zapata and the boys, waiting for breakfast. 

This was the view from my morning constitutional.

Then this.... that is Monte Alban with Atzompa at two o'clock and if you look closely you can see mi casa at about one thirty.

Those mountains were replaced with mountains of snow here in New England, but happily, there is a wonderful touch of spring in the air, it is almost 60 outside and sunny, so I get to experience one of the best things about a long brutal winter, Spring Fever.  Life is sweet.  However, it is Wednesday, my market day in Etla and somehow, I do not think I will be seeing this. 

We are so spoiled and so lucky to have such fresh and tasty produce.  They say they have fresh fruit here in Boston, but don't tell them... they don't.