Inexplicably, the same people preaching against pollution, were unable to understand the polluting effect of noise; by the end of the day, the drums’ vibrations were strong enough to destabilize my camera even 50m away from the main stage. However, everything began 6 hours before that.Once a year, on the April 22, Santa Fe celebrates the Earth Day next to the Ecoversity site, at 2639 Agua Fria Street. An hour before noon, the events began a couple of hundred meters from there, with a gathering and a big parade.A colorful pagan rite was performed at a dusty esplanade; its circular dance around smoking ashes defined the mood for the rest of the day. Tall birds danced to the beat of a local band; the art of walking on sticks was graciously performed by a talented group bearing disguises. A speech by the new mayor declared the date to be the All Species Day.Around two hundred people, most of them carrying representations of animals constructed with organic materials, watched the event and walked through Aguas Frias Street to the Ecoversity site to the obvious delight of the surrounding cars.The stalls were arranged in three plazas connected through a pressed dirt path and were mainly advertising services connected to the themes of pollution and preservation. Natural dye for fabric and yarn, concerned citizens for nuclear safety, adobe building, community composting, sun power, killer bee honey, wildlife organizations, massage stops, face painting and the Green Party were all there. A Children Village kept them busy.Under the flag of consuming organic products, the food was extremely overpriced; the sellers failed to explain why food grown saving the costs of nutrient chemicals and pesticides should be more expensive. The tired brewed coffee waited for hours in thermoses and was sold lukewarm at three times the price of the same bad coffee at the nearby convenience store. The same ice-cream given away as a free sampling in any supermarket, was sold here at 5.5 dollars. Pseudo-Asian food got a similar treatment.In the late afternoon the stalls were dissembled and the main stage became more active. An African band gave place to belly dancing, and a French singer was a prelude to the drums. The last began with a grandiose plan to create a drumming circle around 6pm, but even its humble beginnings caused the troubled earth to shake with uncontrollable vibrations and me to get an epiphany regarding the best way to celebrate Earth.