THE ROOSTERS were singing Christmas carols just after dawn in their own style. And neighbors have lights strung up.
Our town is overrun with tourists, mostly Mexican, and it’s not my favorite time of year. Oh, well. What’s a grouch to do?
I’ve often mentioned that we live just one block from a railroad track that hosts passing trains in the night. By luck yesterday I got stopped by one at the crossing. I had my camera.
Sadly, there are no more regular passenger trains in Mexico.