One of many favorite lines in Hemingway’s “The Old Man in the Sea” is “Old age is my alarm clock.” I am an early morning riser. The fair young damsel that lost her mind and married me is not.

Early morning in Mexico is very special compared to the rest of the day and night in that it is most often quiet save an occasional rooster or braying burro.

It won’t be until after six that we hear the oft blared tortilla vendor’s melody from Scott Joplin’s piano rag “The Entertainer”, or the banging of propane tanks carted around by stake bed trucks, and oh so much more. By seven the little pueblo of Xico will be alive and nosiy to prove it.

But right now it is me with my thoughts.

I grabbed my trusty Canon and hurried to the roof top to show you dawn’s light here at Casa Campanas.

It looks to be a lovely day. The sky is clear just since the BIG dipper disappeared from view in the back yard – looking north. This morning for some unknown reason that celestial ladle loomed large? Perhaps it was other stars that I pieced together? But I think not. Did you happen to see it?

Friday the thirteenth. I am not a superstitious type. My first Blog of the morning was some rather heart wrenching news from one of my favorite Blogger’s on Mexico – Bliss. Sad news.

On a morning like this how I wish I could wax poetic, lyrically, eloquently, and philosophically like my amigo Felipe. Instead I will flip over to his Blog for that. In the mean time you have settled for my pedestrian rantings.

In any case we are going to go out and make it a good day as sunshine is always welcome and when it appears no matter the date or life’s circumstances we feel better for it. Stay Tuned!