The fall symbolizes peace for Mom. I, on the other hand, become restless for it is nature telling me that the extreme cold is near. I may be an "inanimate" sock monkey but, really? Is providing me with a little coat, scarf, or pair of gloves that much of a task? I love going places but even my supposedly inanimate self is not immune to the elements.
I must have a moment with Mom. Maybe the cat or dog can assist me? At least I have my sweet, warm memories of Mexico - Plaza Olvera in Los Angeles, California. Okay, so I have never crossed the border, but I can dream. And dream I shall.
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| At the entrance of Plaza Olvera. |
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| Mariachi Mona: ¡Ay, ay, ay! |
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| My new friends. Us "inanimates" are everywhere. |
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| Mom, I will remember this happier time when you are taking pictures of me in the dead of winter without proper winter attire. I love you, still. |
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| Where's Mona? Find the sock monkey, save the world. |
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| Apparently Mexicans don't believe in sock monkey sized clothing either. What is a sock monkey to do? |
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| Until next time, Plaza Olvera. Cielito Lindo... Isn't that the name of a fish I know? |
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