III. Moyancuilia						previous      next
		On Saturday morning, the musicians came. They would come, before dawn, for each of the next five mornings.				Who is Victor? Costumbrista? Curandero? Shaman? Blessing the home took precedence, and his horse waited patiently in the yard.
		Blessing the sacred places of the home with music.				The kitchen hearth, of course, is among the four sacred places in the home.
		In the yard, by the well, in the main room, and it the kitchen: in each of these, an altar.				Marigolds were tied onto reeds---hundreds and hundreds, and bundled into flower "torches."
		Closer look at the altar in the main room.				Victor in the chair that, for the next four days, he would leave only to sleep. He holds a ream of paper that he will cut into many hundreds of human effigies.
		Porfiro, when not helping Victor, continued to make flower bundles and strings.				Throughout the four days and evenings of the central rituals in the home, women from the family, and neighbors, came to pray, to dance, and to fill the air with copal smoke.
		Juan. Porfiro's son, Delfina's brother, Carlita's dad. Filled in on the guitarra in the absence of the missing third trio-member.				It looks illicit, but the goods are only Victor's paper cut-outs.