We live in the capital of Baja California.
There is wealth right smack dab against poverty here.
This morning, wouldn't you know, I heard a sound that is not all that uncommon. Plus, I happen to really love this sound.
The sound of a rooster crowing.
Right between the rumble of the semi's going down the road, there's the cock-a doodle do.
Or as the roosters sing in Spanish "Ki ki ri ki!"
I think even the rich houses might have some chickens roaming around back too, come to think of it . . .