The scent of crushed pine needles. Crosses created from flowers. Fruit. Bowls of pozole. Marigolds. Coca-Cola.
Wait, Coca-Cola? More in a later post.
But, everything here is being prepped to make the departed feel welcome to return for a visit.
Postcard from San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, Mexico: On the Marigold Trail to Dia de los Muertos
Another lovely column and set of photos. Here’s my altar, which I’ll probably take down today:
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