Do not look for rhyme nor reason in these photographs.

If they have anything in common, you could file them under “things that caught my eye this morning.”

That, and the fact that they were all taken in San Miguel de Allende.

Did I mention they were all taken today?

The pictures above are of a prickly pear cactus. A big one. About the biggest I’ve seen.

It caught my eye at Finca Luna Serena, an olive farm that also grows green papaya and other produce, produces a variety of vinegars and wines, hosts fabulous meals, holds cooking classes and pickleball games, and much much more. Rose Alcantara and I were there for a Thai cooking class. (More on all that later.)

So, the red fruit bursting like popcorn is called tuna. Do I need to explain the reference to the 1969 band reference in the headline?

Probably not. (OK, OK: Hot Tuna was a spinoff band from Jefferson Airplane.)

I admit it. That was a really cheap headline reference to The Doors, another great 1960s band. But these two, which I’ve passed scores of times just stuck out this morning. In Centro. Sorry about the truly weak conflation.

This last group of images are part of a larger window display on Calle del Dr. Ignacio Hernandez Macias. The two windows contain tin soldiers from Roman times through recent wars. There are tin Indians, too. And tin furniture and red devils shooting pool.

If it is a shop, there is no sign. But the display is mesmerizing. I stop whenever I pass and I feel like a kid at Christmas checking out the toys in the hop window. I think the skeletons are new.

Naturally, I started singing Oingo Boingo’s “Dead Man’s Party.”

Waitin’ for an invitation to arrive
Goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive
Waitin’ for an invitation to arrive
Goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive