A Night Under the Blue Moon

Last night was nothing short of magical. I had the privilege of spending time with a local woman who allowed me to record her making Pepian, a traditional Guatemalan dish that's rich with history and flavor. It was a beautiful moment—capturing the essence of this culture through food. We sat down to enjoy the Pepian with some of the workers here, and it was nothing short of fantastic.

After the meal, we gathered around a fire under the glow of a massive blue moon. The sky was clear, and the moon was breathtakingly large and bright—a sight that truly captivates the soul. As we watched the flames flicker, we howled at the moon like wolves, feeling connected to something bigger, something primal.

I took some incredible pictures of the moon that night, and I’ve built a page to share them with you. Click here to check them out. Trust me, you don’t want to miss this!

Adelante!

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