We had a small earthquake last night around 1am or so, and I don't know why but it must have brought up some old memories. As a result, I started thinking about our trip to Monte Alban and the ancientness of it.
When we were walking around the ruins, a white hawk kept circling us and a few hummingbirds would hover around just following as we took in the beauty. On the south side we found this open rectangular depression that must have been some large building and in the corner there was this "window". It was so intriguing that I knew one day I would paint it. I actually didn't notice the patterns on the stones until I drew it out.
This was a magical place and I am so glad we went there. I hope to go back one day and visit even more of the ruins in the area.