It is incredible what is delivered to your door in Mexico. It ranges from really helpful items like bottled drinking water or bottled gas, to door to door sales people flogging anything from cable TV to furniture. People also knock on the door offering their services for sale to clean your gutters, tar your roof or sharpen your knives.
An interesting and sometimes annoying feature of some of the vendors is their call sign or theme music that blares from their loud speaker to announce their presence in your street. The gas one is the most annoying as they roam the streets from about 7am until 8pm and their music is like the theme song from an old Western American sitcom (the name of which escapes me right now).
Until today, one of the most unique or Mexican of these vendors that I had seen was the milk man, who brings fresh milk to your door in large vats from which he will dispense milk to you into the pot or jug or other vessel that you have for him to use. This milk has not been pasteurised or separated, so you can separate the milk from the cream as if it had come straight from the cow. Yum!
Today however a vendor came to our door that I had never encountered before. She called out offering to sell soil for pot plants and when I opened the door I was greeted by this village lady, with her son and their donkey which was carrying the soil for sale. We didn't need any soil, but I gave her a few pesos in return for her letting me take these photos.