Most of the time when people ask where I'm at? This is because the VOIP telephone connection seems to stutter and spit, especially during afternoon hours when kids come home from school and start downloading the history home work assignments, checking out scientific relativity to post study theories and such, or perhaps the latest video of their idols.....eh , who knows.
Anyway, they are always surprised that I tell them I am in the smack dab middle of Mexico. Sitting amongst pine trees at 8600 ft above sea level.
For some reason most people perceive Mexico and warm sandy beaches where you see two chaise lounges with a small table hosting a bottle of Dos Equis or Corona........
Or the other picture is cacti abound with skeletons of an old cow or horse head with buzzards flying around in circles, heat mirage rippling in the foreground.
Last night it was one of the cooler evenings and we had a light fog descend down on the mountain top, bringing some moisture and requiring tossing a few logs in the living room fireplace.
We have tons of pine trees, but do not burn too much of them because the sap wood and the composition of the soft pine, plug up the chimney very quick.
We learned that lesson about 10 or so years ago, a lesson well learned.
We do use the small kindling of the sap wood to start the fire. The locals call it ocote, if you have never seen what Ocote looks like my blogger friend Mexico Bob did a story on Ocote here. It is a natural way to start fires, instead of dousing it with expensive and polluting liquid fire starter.
Anyway, we started the fire, and within minutes our two family members, moved into the spotlight.
The doggie on the left is our new female Daisy Girl, we got her about 9 months ago. Taz is our old man of the family now, he's pushing about 13 years..... We had our other old boy, Woody, leave us back in July, reducing our Wiener Dog pack down to two.....
One thing about Wiener dogs, is they love heat. Whether it be under the blanket at our feet, or in a warm car while the sun is out on a cool winter day.
It was the perfect picture, a family picture sort of.
So, I read many stories of people living in Mexico, sweating , trying to keep cool, walking around with parasols or getting a sun burn from falling asleep on the beach while sweating.....not a pretty picture. Well for us, it's keeping warm about 50% of the time, the other 50% is just perfect. So that's the picture of my Mexico......eat your hearts out you sweaty warmth lovers..........