On the brink

...of a storm, and a fiesta of staggering proportions. And I am in bed, sick as a dog, with an ear cocked to see which will hit first.



Strangely, the first sign of the fiesta was the appearance of these second-hand book booths--perhaps 50 of them--flanking a main street.

In preparation for the storm, the fiesta, the raging cold, I went shopping.




A sometimes delightful....











...and sometimes rather disturbing experience.


















And, for a more mannered picture (?), this was the view out my window this morning.
Happy weekend, everyone.