She in her Rocking Chair

"He visited his mother Bendición Alvarado in the suburban mansion when the heat died down, they would sit and take in the cool afternoon breezes under the tamarinds, she in her maternal rocking chair, decrepit but with her soul intact, tossing handfuls of grain to the hens and the peacocks who pecked about the courtyard, and he in the large wicker chair, fanning himself with his hat, following with his look of old hunger the mulatto women who brought him colored fruit juices to quench his hot thirst." - The Autumn of the Patriarch by Gabriel García Márquez