On this grey, dismal Cape Cod day I yearn for the warmth of Baja, Mexico.
Images flash through my mind like a Kodachrome slide show. The colors are
saturated and rich. Earthy reds, browns and grays of the arid landscape contrast
with the brilliant green palm trees, the sage colored cactus and bushes
speckled with color that sprouts from wildflowers.
When you look at the soil; so dry, cracked and unforgiving it's hard to believe
that anything can grow there.Yet lemons, oranges, limes, kiwi, coconut and avocados
thrive . We saw fields of deep green basil in earth that had been irrigated and
enriched. The aroma was intoxicating. And eggs.... eggs are everywhere. Every
roadside stand, every market big and small , every gas station. Where there are eggs
there are chickens. The first gallery we stopped in had the most
stunning rooster wandering around. Giselle, an artist who sells her jewelry in the
gallery said he was supposed to stay outside but "she's spoiled him" Viva Todos