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I heard church bells as I was sitting outside last Sunday morning. It was a reminder of one of my favorite pictures that I’ve taken in Mexico.

I have the choice of  taking several different routes when I walk to pick up my four-year-old grandson from preschool.

So maybe those glasses at Pier One aren’t overpriced after all. 

There’s a time and a place for Costco. And sometimes a trip to Superama is a good place to walk the aisles – particularly if you’re looking for yellow cheese. But given the choice, I pick one of my little neighborhood groceries every time.

I see her every Tuesday and Thursday when I take my grandson to soccer practice. She stands on the corner waiting for the light to change so she can pass through the line of stopped cars offering candies from a small basket that she holds close to her chest.

One of the first things I noticed in Guadalajara was all the OXXOs.