Sunset at Las Cuevitas

What do you want to wish for in the New Year? asks my friend Eric.  It’s January in Teotitlan and the tradition is to go to the caves high up on a mountain top just outside the pueblo.  Everyone goes — madres y padres, abuelos y abuelas, primos, hermanos, los ninos — by foot, in the back of pick-up trucks, or jammed into cars.  A few go by 3-wheel taxi’s that I call “tuk tuk’s.”  Some even ride horses.  It is a parade going one-way up the narrow, cobbled, becoming earth-packed, path. We bring a picnic and find a spot we can call our own and begin to gather stones and small rocks to build our dreams.  Most everyone wishes for a new house and builds miniature versions, multi-storied with a grand central garden, walkways, a roof of twigs.  We make an offering of a few pesos at the altars at the foot of the caves.  It feels as if people have been doing this for generations.  Sunset comes.  It is chilly, glorious, a celebration  of dreams.  The photo you see is “Sunset at Las Cuevitas” that I shot in 2006. 

2 Responses to Sunset at Las Cuevitas

  1. I must have been wearing a hat :) ! My mom is 91 years old, going on 92 this February. She’s had her own Heinz 57 Varieties commercial on You Tube, thanks to my sister who captured her spunk. Lots of Vitamin C in Heinz Ketchup according to my mom, which has contributed to her longevity and sharp mind. Perhaps we should encourage her to create her own Blog!

  2. EEKS! This is a fabulous picture, it even
    hurts my eyes to look at it. What worries
    me is about your eyes. I remember some
    years back there was going to be an
    eclipse of the sun and Sanford knew to
    look up through a dark shield. So I’m
    wondering how you fared with that.
    Mom

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