ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.We took our first walk down to the beach and back, running into many friends who were headed down to surf or on their way back because the waves weren't quite right.
We couldn't make it past Tia Mela's house on the corner by the jardin, the first home built in Arroyo Seco about 60 years ago. Tia Mela clapped her hands with joy and beckoned us in to talk. There was no getting by today, so we stayed for a short visit before heading home for breakfast.
I broke in the new hand juicer today, with a lovely combination of oranges and grapefruit.Then we puttered about the property all morning. I pulled the new kitchen together, which we moved on to one-third of the palapa. The Pink Flamingo bar is in place, the blender is in fine working order, the new leather bar stools set to arrive on Friday.
And the new pink flamingos are resting peacefully in the yard, our Christmas present from Dustin and Camelia.Michael continued to empty the bodega (garage/storage building), also putting more shade up around the property.
We met for lunch in the palapa and started to make a list of projects we might accomplish this year until I saw him clutching his sore shoulder and neck and decided he couldn't take the stress yet. We'll go back to the list another day.
In the meantime, we're fresh from siestas, showers and now headed down to the jardin where there's supposed to be a fiesta grande, complete with a spectacular presentation by Chena and family. We'll post video soon, but we've heard it's not to be missed.
As in love with this little rancho as I am, I assure you it's not for everyone. I'm fighting the dust because the streets aren't paved. This afternoon I showered with a spider the size of my fist. Eventually I'll find a local to ask whether this is one of the good guys or the bad guys. If so, squish.
But for now, I'm exactly where I want to be, doing exactly what I want to be doing. And that's good enough for today.
Happy Holidays, everyone!
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