The Christmas tree went up yesterday in the public square. Right beside the pink gothic Parroquia de San Miguel Arcangel here in San Miguel de Allende.
Bit by bit, the city begins to embrace the holiday.
All of the streets leading into the Jardin Principal are strung with tin stars and twinkling lights. The gazebo and trees in the little park are a Christmas wonderland.
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You want to know what makes my day?
“Wednesday.”
Not the day, necessarily. The movie series that is on Netflix.
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In the land of Mexico, princesses abound.
Here are some to see. Two from San Miguel de Allende. Two from Mexico City.
So much casual beauty, posing before the photographer’s lens.
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Let the Christmas movie season begin!
Contrary to first impressions, not all holiday movies this year are about:
Looking west on Calle Umaran from Jardin Allende, Zona Centro, San Miguel de Allende. On November 22, 2022.
Lilies in bloom, Colonia San Antonio, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.
Because, after this week, you deserve something beautiful.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Drink in the colors and shapes.
Fall into the petals and let your imagination
Slide down the slopes,
Through the anthers and filaments,
A pollen forest of serenity.
Shimmy up the style,
Sit atop the style,
You kins and queens of your own world.
Once again, breathe in, breathe out.
With lilies about, peace grows
In the heart’s garden.
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Farm to table.
Photograph taken 11/10/2022, San Miguel de Allende, Mexico.
The Janáček Quartet continued the celebration of its 75th anniversary by performing exhilarating compositions from its namesake Leoš Janáček, as well as Antonin Dvořák and Béla Bartók, at Casa Europa in Centro on Wednesday night.
“Of course, we are the second generation,” said Milos Vacek, first violinist, with a sly grin.
That explains the youthful vitality, seasoned with the wisdom of veteran performers and the intuitive interplay of long-time partners.
Their performance was transportive, to say the least. At times it felt cinematic, film noir cinematic. Deeply cerebral, psychologically probing, introspective. A crisp roller-coaster of a conversation between melody and dissonance.
The finale, Dvořák’s “American Suite” was a low-elevation drone flight across the continent (the continent of 1895), inferencing the vast Western expanses and hustle of bustling cities, masted ships in harbor and prairie schooners in search of new lands.
The musicians are (from left) Miloš Vacek, first violin; Vítězslav Zavadilík, 2nd violin; Břetislav Vybíra, cello; and Jan Řezníček, viola.
So many many people pose on the steps of the Parroquia de San Miguel Arcangel, for so many reasons.
Social media queens and generational portraits, tourists and families, engaged couples and newlyweds, tarts and saints, models and misfits, quinceañeras and brides.
The backdrop is so iconic that it lends gravitas to any poser. The pink spires seal a special moment in the lives of so many, day after day after day. People clearly travel a long way just to pose in front of this church.
This youngster was working the steps this morning, for Dad and his iPhone and clearly enjoying the process. This felt like a coming-of-age moment for an indigenous tribe’s future leader.
I love seeing people having fun with photos in the public square.
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Did I go too far? This Calla lily is in bloom just outside the kitchen door.
It stops me in my tracks every morning when I enter for breakfast. It has been in full bloom for nearly a week now and shows no signs of fading. A hardy one, for sure.
The original photograph, taken Wednesday, Nov. 2, is a bit flatter and duller than this. I’ll post it below. I blame it on the ambient light and the limits of the iPhone camera. And my own limitations as a photographer.
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Musings, Magic, San Miguel and More 