Good morning! How are you today?
The days begin early in the neighborhood where I hang my hat because I’m across a narrow street from the Mercado San Francisco, and the people at the mercado work many hours outside selling scarves, ponchos, sweaters, blouses, dresses, bags, pants, alpaca blankets, hammocks, hats, and more, all in piles and piles. A lot of the merchandise comes from the Otavalo area, and guess where else . . . China. That’s not difficult to believe, although to some buyers a little disappointing – until they notice they still have a lovely scarf, or whatever else they bought. It’s hard to walk pass the mercado and not buy. One reason is the Otavalans working there beckon to the passerby with their easy smiles.
Also, the days begin very early because the entrance door to the building where I live is one flight of stairs from my apartment, and that steel door slams from early morning until late into the night. It’s another reason an alarm clock is not needed. This morning I decided getting out and about early with a camera would be entertaining and fun. And it was. I took this picture at the corner of Padre Aguirre and Mariscal Sucre.
Beauty is all around in the mountain city of Cuenca.
At Parque San Sebastian.
I hope the weekend is exactly as you want it to be.
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“Man moves in a world that is nothing more or less than his consciousness objectified.”
– Neville, Your Faith Is Your Fortune