During that just-past “crazy” March — from the Mexican saying, Febrero loco, Marzo mas poco —‘Nando Diaz Mendez had an unusual occurrence in the small covered corral of his chilly mountainside ranch. Two of his mares dropped foals within five days of one another. The blocky dun, always fat, surprised him. She was early. But now, as government-monopoly gasoline becomes so “dear,” the foal was a welcome surprise. Horses, especially valued during the rainy season, now represented a year-round economic bounty despite “painful” prices of supplemental livestock feed.