Yea, back home to Oregon!

Home again, home again. Whew what a winter. I have not been home since the beginning of November, we went straight to Mexico from my parent's in Florida. Mom, by the way is finally starting to feel better, what a horrible, horrible thing these cancers are.

Connecting to the Internet was iffy all winter and I apologize for not e-mailing or blogging, also it was a working winter - but our good news is that we did it - we sold our beach lot and bought a cute house in town!

Welcome to Casa Jardin.......

If you look close, you can see the casa behind the palms. This is totally what we asked the universe for - a little secure bedroom that we could move our stuff into before we left and a place to come back to next winter, (we moved 5 times in Cuyutlan this year....). We got much more than we asked for.

I have to back up. When we got to Cuyutlan this Jan, the house we thought we were buying did not work out at all. We were in a tiny apartment and back to square one. We did half hear the voice of Marie, our friend in Cuyutlan, that something better was out there for us. I guess I believed something was out there, I could in no way picture; better.

We went up to Tenacatita, on the bus, to see Kristen and Michael and get over losing that house.

Kristen and Michael, go up this mountain every sunset and sing Love and Gratitude to the earth. It is very powerful and visiting them is often the highlight of my year.

When we were leaving to go back to Cuyutlan, we got a ride 5 miles out to the main highway. This is a very remote part of the coast between Puerto Vallarta and Manzanillo. We were actually stranded very near there almost 20 years ago....another story. Anyway, as we were sitting in the small shade of the bus stop bench, after about an hour of waiting, I looked up and saw something hanging on a branch of a small bush to my left. It was a ring, a sweet little ring, make of 2 angels on either side of a small stone. Wow. Like a gift, right there in front of me. I put it on.

Our new place is #43 Puerto ANGEL! (And for those of you who have know me a long time - I use to live on 43rd street in Port Townsend!) Marie was so right, we not only found a place but found a, for us, better place. Casa Jardin is a jungle, it has mango, lemon and papaya trees, bananas, 4 kinds of eatable coconuts, the bougainvilleas are huge. There is a shop for William and already piles of materials for him to work with, and anyone who has seen any of our yards will know what I am talking about here.

This is Jorge y Susan, who sold us the property. He built it himself and raised all the trees himself. He was quite a character. He is a professor at the University of Guadalajara. The language barrier made it very difficult to negotiate even the smallest detail. We were very fortunate to be able to hire Monaco and Ariel and their little Angel, to come down and translate for us. We would not have made it without them! Muchas Gracias para toto.

This is the Virgin of Guadalupe that is bronzed cast on our new well. The well is actually over a hundred and fifty years old and was part of an old rancho. Benito Juarez is said to have drank from that well on his way through.....

Thank-you to the Virgin and Love and Gratitude for you, my reader friends.

Mi casa is su casa.

I will post more photos and stories from south of the border soon. And as little Angel says,

I love you honey!