No me olvides

This morning we packed up camp and said final farewells to La Libertad. Fluffy green mountain valley pastures and equally fluffy white alpacas. The eyebrow of the forest dripping with clouds reaching up to the high ridgetops. And new friends continuing on in the telltale timeless tradition of each day, moving slowly by the cycles of the seasons crops. Vaya bien, nos vemos, y mucho amor!

I hope I DO see this place again. I feel like I am just beginning to really get to know the landscape, the ecology, the people. I am just beginning to feel my own sense of place here. And yet, thats how it always goes and so we´ll see. There are so many new things awaiting me now and so many possibilities I don´t even want to scheme and speculate. Rather, I want nothing more than the peace of the moment and to just breathe and let life unravel for me for a change.

I captured this shot of a mural passing through one of the small towns leading up into the Sierra beyond Azogues. I´ve passed this mural many times now and always wanted to stop for a photo. Something about the emotion captures me. I had never noticed the writing above the face but it is all fortuitous....

No me olvides. ....I won´t forget you.