Sunday in Patz

There were hundreds and hundreds of people out today, it being a beautiful Sunday. Parents, grandparents, kids, babies, families, young and old. They were in the market, in the plazas, in the cafés, both indoor and outdoor, in the restaurants, both indoor and out door, on the streets, on the roads, in the shops. What bustle! We drove out to Tzintzutzan again because I wanted to go to the little market on the square in front of the cathedral. Found what I was looking for. Then back to Capula to see if we could find the "big" craft and ceramic area. Again, no luck. The way in was NOT the first exit. It ended in a dead end. Next time we have to head for the church, always the center of town, park the car and just walk. But even in the zocolo it was swarming with shoppers so we turned around and left. I must say, by way of some justification, that Mr. C is not a shopper. If he's going to J.C. Penny's to buy T-shirts, it's the work of 15 minutes. But to stroll among vendors selling basically the same thing only in different colors and patterns, forget it. He just can't do it! So we returned to our little casita and spent the afternoon reading and relaxing. Not a bad way to spend a day.

I am reading this remarkable book ~ Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann ~ loaned to me by one of the Cuyutlán-ers. Wonderful. I brought several books with me on this 2-week trip, plus several New Yorkers (which Carolyn took home with her, starved as she is for English language reading) and have gotten through most of it. There are a couple of books here in the casita and I will contribute to the fledgling library for future tenants. I have been sitting out on the terraza in the sunshine, occasionally glancing out at the garden to admire the colors and textures of the plants. One interesting one is this blossom that resembles somewhat a Moon Flower but blooms in the daylight and has no scent. There are also pink and white species but they are not yet in flower. Richard has said they basically grow wild; you stick one in the ground and it just takes off without much tending. The blossoms are closed up tight in the morning; by mid-day they are open in this lovely bell-shape, then close up again as the sun leaves the garden. There are also impatiens (impossible to grow at the beach) and cosmos, both of which seem to weather the very cold months without much trouble.

Tomorrow will be the day to get things together, pack up and prepare to leave on Tuesday morning. There is a hair-cutter around the corner; I'm hoping she will be open tomorrow as I am in desperate need of a severe trim. Last minute shopping, trip to the post office to mail post cards, last stroll through the big market, and then it's beach bound. It will be good to get home.

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