Senor and Linda Lou have been in Pueblo Alamos, Sonora, Mexico for 10 years.
Every day brings a new discovery.
They are still working on the casa............Senor says, it won't be long.........but Linda Lou says, it won't be long until what..............stay tuned to find out what's next.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

It's All About the Boots Now

Buen dia!
I have been home for four days and am loving the balmy Mexico weather after a week in Breckenridge, Colorado with KD.
Below is this morning's gorgeous sunrise.

Breckenridge is not only a snow covered little fairy land covered with thousands of tiny white lights, it is also a ten thousand foot wonder land of lodge pole pines, cedar, fir and aspen. The photo below is what I woke to each morning. It is both breath taking and breathless. The scenery is magical but I was out of breath the moment I hit Denver. By Day Four I was somewhat acclimated, but it was often a real effort to get out of the car and into Starbucks.

Here is the Breckenridge Starbucks. Like most of the businesses, it is an older Victorian house with fireplaces and wood floors. I loved going in here every morning with KD, plugging in her lap top and making wedding plans. There were also a few nights when she went to the gym and I hunkered down in an overstuffed chair by the fire with a few other late night regulars. I don't think they came to know me by my drink though, instead it was my 1980's dark green Columbia jacket which really stood out against all the beautiful snug and sexy ski parkas in there.When we weren't busy discovering how to make paper flowers, looking at table top arrangements, or reading about baking a high altitude four level cake, an idea we decided to ditch by the way, we were taking in the sights. Below we are on the gondola which got stuck on the cable for about half an hour. KD joked about the unlucky person at the top who could not make it out the gondola door in time, until I reminded her of the day she could not get off the lift at Whistler and rode the chair around the turn and had to jump off into snow over her seven year old head. Then we laughed and the gondola suddenly lurched forward on its merry way.

We shopped all the Main Street stores where I fell in love with cowboy boots but wisely decided against paying four hundred for a pair when I live in leather country and can get a smart green pair for less than fifty.

We made several trips to the outdoor church where KD and Darin will get married in July. Nestled under the tall evergreen trees, a small wooden platform seems to float in the ankle deep snow. Concrete benches curve into an amphitheater covered in marshmallow white drifts and a bubbling creek runs through the bowl and under the platform to the sparkling river. It is a lovely setting in the winter and I look forward to seeing it in summer, too.

On Saturday, late in the afternoon and half way through the third appointment in Denver, she said yes to the dress. When she came out of the dressing room (and by now everyone was watching her on her fifth dress), not an eye was dry. It was pretty obvious the dress was made just for her and her own sparkling eyes left no doubt.

I can tell you this much. Yes, she is wearing those cowboy boots with her dress and yes, her bridesmaids are wearing their cowboy boots and I am still on the fence, thinking yes, I can wear cowboy boots, no I can't, yes, I can. I will let you know which way I fall..........

Que le vaya bien!!!!!
Linda lou

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Have Dramamine, Will Travel.................

It's official! KD and Darin are planning a Rocky Mountain July wedding.

We are so excited for them and what a new adventure for, wow. There must be a book on how to be an in-law. I will check in to it.

On their Facebook pages they have hundreds of photos that show them dressed up and so handsome and beautiful, smiling and kissing and laughing, and I tried to load them here and blogger said, huh, huh.

So here are a few wet photos I took of them in Mazatlan. Wet, but happy.

Meanwhile, next week I will most likely have some terrific photos of them to share with you.
Because I am going to do something I said I would never, ever, ever do again.

Yep, I bought a bus ticket. I leave manana for Tucson and then, a flight to Denver, where KD and I will spend the week wedding planning and wedding dress shopping.

So, I am leaving Senor and the cat behind with a loaf of bread the neighbor baked and a large jar of peanut butter.

I have tucked a tube of dramamine in my back pack and am ready to roll!
Hasta la vista, baby.......................linda lou

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Alamos, Just a Nice Place to Come Home To

It has been awhile! It took me a moment to remember my blog password. It took even longer to recall all the blog steps for uploading photos.

Our road trip was long, but it was very scenic. We traveled through western Arizona and southern California, where we had not been before. Most eventful was being able to take a different border crossing at Lukeville, where we went straight onto a peaceful two lane highway through the Organ Pipe Cactus National Park.

It was certainly worth it to go and see Ian and his three pound mini cat who is a little replica of Cookies. It was also wonderful to see good friends.

While in the Seattle area, we discovered a lack of connection. Maybe it was the traffic, or all the people rushing around, or could it have been the snarly sales clerks. We said hello to people we did not know and got vacant stares. We smiled at strangers and saw no response. So we quickly came to realize, it isn't home anymore. We have outgrown it.

That does not mean we won't go back and visit again. If that is where Ian is, that is where we will go.

While we were gone, Humberto took down the wall beneath the big beam and put it out in the yard.

These ladrillos are around eighty years old. You can see the straw and sticks and rocks that were mixed in with the dirt. I flipped over a few here and there looking for coins or anything exciting that whoever made them might have decided to include, but nada, nada thing. Senor says the first big rain will take care of all this mess and these ladrillos will sink right into the ground. That really just means they will be here until next summer.

We have been home for a week, just long enough to walk in our barrio and see people taking their time, laughing, smiling, enjoying themselves. Nothing too fast paced, just warm, simple days filled with children playing, roosters crowing, dogs barking.

The new year was filled with fiestas. Senor and I took it all in from the portal, listening to the sounds. There were fiestas for several days before and fiestas for several days after. Fireworks, music, and dancing, all over town. Last night things finally calmed down.

Perhaps town will remain quiet until FAOT arrives on the twentieth. If you don't have plans, you may just want to put this on your January to do.

Even though it will mean a new round of fiestas, I really can't think of a nicer place to come home to.
Que le vaya bien.................linda lou