Speaking of strange things, this little house appeared on Friday night. I have seen people build small cities for special events, like the Feria de Mezcal, here, but I have never seen such a little shack. I must know what it is for, and so I will return to the Zocalo tomorrow to see if it has any signs or residents.

Part of me hopes that it will be hoisted into a tree and that someone will have a fancy treehouse.

I returned Saturday night and tonight. No one lives in the house, but it has a a porch or stage out front and stars hanging from its trees. I asked Miguel is he thought it might be Santa’s house. He said, “Creo que si” (Yes). There is no color yet, no sign of the North Pole, no elves.


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