Written in Houston Texas, in honor of the eighty years of his mother Catherine Huamaní widow
of narrea.Chuspini is a literary landscape, is a fresh set amidst the Andes, is a watercolor that Victor thought in his mind and painted a huge canvas with images ecological living in a ravine called Chuspini giant, he did actually using your hands rough and calludas, cleaned a lot of bad herbs of the field to plant fruit trees and many rocks moved building platforms with the help of his pawns, he was not in ethereal imagination of the artist, made it happen with hard work and effort of many years, he said : - cost me a sweat, tears and blood - there established his small dairy farm and brought many varieties of plants for their travel product muleteer, running was always thinking and improving the deep ravine in the middle of the Andes which reached the banks of the river ecosystem has a warm and spring throughout the year, in this little paradise greenhouse effect occurs and many plants that occur in warm lands were planted there, was the pride of Victor and his wife and his treasure larger were their children who lived as children in that ravine, was the home of Victor muleteer who had several daughters and they were the little princesses and all the sisters were bathing naked in a pool of stones was built to store water that had Victor built near his house to store water for their cattle, brought water from far away the pressure joining and tying bamboo canes from vines that were drilled with a crowbar and a miracle happened, brought fresh water from a lagoon, which was at a distance of over a thousand feet to his home.
Hydraulic work Maxicha remembered my father and jokingly told my mother that they ran like rabbits viscachas are wild when people came to visit and all the little strip joint nude amazon ran to hide in the bush and after dressing and combing group went home to fraternize with visitors. A tropical climate in the middle of the Andes is an extraordinary microclimate to grow plants and fruit coast, for that reason these lands have always been coveted by some who envied their crops and many people went to visit plan to buy some fruit such as figs blacks and whites, olives, peaches, grapes, pumpkins, zucchini Chinese, pumpkins, pears, quince, corn, and had many guinea pigs and chickens and these often appeared with her chicks from the mountain, one of the servants of an old man Victor Spanish called Don Sebastian Retamozo (white beard and blue eyes) father of the laborers who worked in the fields of Chuspini, was an employee of Don Victor from the start, as they had to colonize Chuspini had to tame the wild horse, but not marked the popular saying that the colt-other-dome that was the strength and dedication of Victor which he performed, fulfilled his greatest dream was his most important masterpiece amid the rocks of towering mountains , and some entire families worked with Victor for a paradise, and Don Sebastian was walking with his wooden cane and called huaypera chonta (Gallinera) Catherine the girl, but she could enter through a small door that had built Don Sebastian, the corral was very safe and so cared for the chickens to the fox does not go to take the chickens at night, and she picked up a basket of eggs that were for sale in the village and also to feed the laborers who platforms were built, the old man made them into a pot of boiling mud in an armful of wood and boiled eggs delivered to Doña Saturnina also was in charge of caring for the chickens that were over a hundred, and they went loose day were responsible for cleaning the plots of crickets, earthworms, larvae of butterflies.
The old man sitting in a chair that he built Willow shelled corn for them and called them in the afternoons to keep them in the house because at night might come to bear and the fox when the fields were planted the hens would not let go because they could spoil the crops, especially the tips of the new plants, but after the harvest they were the ones who did the stubble. The Andean fox and wild animal down all night to sniff and find food for their young litter and always stole the chickens so Victor had a special charge for them. Don Sebastian was in charge of storing dried ears of corn for the hens and put them in baskets fresh eggs Doña Saturnina lead the people to sell them, do not forget Don Victor to bring me on your next trip for two sacks of Conchuelas chickens, eggs and some are going a bit squishy because they must be missing calcium and egg production was very good, and the old man marked hens with colored bows around the legs and so knew the age of the hens, and not had more than two years, all to sell and always stayed with younger pullets and thus had a good posture and girls huallpera collected eggs every day and he said that if they put seventy eggs daily and is a record (seventy percent of stance is a good index in more technologically advanced farms) because in the open field chickens eat many insects and these give good protein to your body and egg yolks are good because they eat the rosy tips of grasses and clovers that color the yolks, the peaks and tarsus. Don Victor glad to see so many eggs together saying - that all the time Chuspini is a duster can spring to lay eggs, and very pleased that Donna picked up the food Saturnina changed using barter as a measure of change - do not forget Saturnina to ask the shopkeeper for two bottles of rum to the batter, and also my crackers to take her on my next trip.
All the people consumed the chickens production of Victor because some eggs were two yolks, eggs were fresh and were pink and the people liked. The cackling of hens gives us an index of the color of the eggs and Mr. Victor said that the hens cluck Cook, Cook, Cook lay eggs pink and not far from reality.
On one occasion when moving a bale of alfalfa hay were stored in the warehouse that were for dairy cows, ran a mouse and one of the chickens running loose, ran caught him, opened his beak very large and drink a little mouse to digest in the crop, huaypera that day he saw the whole scene could not eat the boiled egg that her mother was giving lunchtime, I had a very fresh memory of the event had been spectacular. - Mom, I can eat boiled egg, it gives me goosebumps - and she told her sisters that day and ate one boiled egg.
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