A storm rolls in over Bodega.
Bonfil at sunset.
Puppy! She has since been half shaved, as in her back is bare but her undercarriage is all furry. Poor thing is always shivering now.
Mango–correction: melon–with powdered chamoy.
Sunday at the food stand.
It was drizzling so the streets were pretty empty.
The road that takes me home. It looks pretty scary, but the privada is very nice.
Walking behind Sal.