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Broken Fountain

I just found this picture my mum took last year at our old home, Vista Hermosa, in Mexico City. When I was little, the fountain rarely worked, but it was much more useful to my sister and me when it wasn't full of water. Once we put the yellow ducklings my mum bought us at the Tianguis market inside the dry fountain. We thought this would help protect them from the dogs. It worked for a while, but eventually the dogs caught and ate the ducklings. On other occasions, the dry fountain served other purposes. It was pirate ship! Hannah and I would take the fountain to the high seas of our imagination and capture treasure. It was a beautiful garden, now it's overgrown with weeds.

In background, you can see the ruins of old house. The property was almost half a hectare, and the garden was terraced. From the house - located on the top terrace, you could see downtown Mexico City. That's why it it was called "Vista Hermosa" - the beautiful view" ... Today the property is being developed. In the picture above, you can still see the ruins of our house, but there are also four or five expensive condos on the property with BMW's and Ashton Martins guarded by private security. The only things that are still the same are the view and security guard hut ... and the fountain is still there.

Labels: mexico, muse