by Deb Baker/Hannah Reed
One thing I noticed right away during my vacation in Mexico was the noise. With perfect weather almost year round in this mountainous village called Ajijic, people do a lot of outdoor living. Horse hooves on cobblestone, music wafting in the air, the rooster next door who seemed confused about when to wake the world up. He start his alarm well before daylight and carried on all day. This is him. Isn't he a beauty?
Then there were the dogs. Not much action during the day, but at night they woke up. One would start barking or howling somewhere in the
At first I couldn't sleep for all the noise. Then as the days progressed it bothered me less and less.
My first night home to Wisconsin? I couldn't sleep.
The sounds of silence keep me up. Isn't that a twist?