Last weekend Merida hosted a huge “open house” in El Centro (the historic district) with multiple gallery shows, concerts, discounted meals in restaurants, etc. I’m old and attended only a little around Santa Ana park. SOHO Gallery is always my first stop, a video presentation at Nahualli, Casa de los Artistas, trova at Remate de Paseo de Montejo (which has my favorite stand where a local couple sell amazing pies – I had a Mexican version of pecan pie (pay de nuez) which ain’t Georgia but it is good), a would-be Dixieland jazz band in the park Sta. Ana with smoke, lighting & digital screen. All in all, fun; if only I had the energy to keep going until 2am there was more to do…
The newly lighted Christmas tree at the foot of the Paseo de Montejo. T’is the season…La Noche Blanca will soon be NocheBuena (Christmas Eve); Hanukah sooner.
It would be nonsensical to say that Ivy protected me from the nasty flu. It bit me but good. The last 2 -3 days were deathly uncomfortabel but still full of workmen doing previously contracted work on the house. Ivy “helped” by barking at each of them and the baby girl could scare anyone even with her ribbon with bow. Those big lungs bellow well and the huge, white teeth keep me ordering her to “callate” which she does for short periods as if stifling sobs that try to come out. I sat with the contratctor outside and that elicited her try to come protect me (who really knows what lurks in the mind of a Giant Schnauzer?).
She forcefully pushed me to get my exercise which is necessary by taking her on the walks she needs and coming home to play “fetch” more often than excites me. That, though, ends soon since her idea of fetch is to go after the ball and return in triumph. I am working hard to convince her that the part where she gives it back is an important element of continuity in the game.
Then there was the 2d expensive leather leash she bit into pieces. Next time I’m going to Home Depot for heavy steel links.
But, under all of it, was Ivy helping me fight the damn flu by concentrating on a 50-60 lb. fluffy, ear licking machine with the bright eyes and big heart.
The conquering family overlook the Paseo de Montejo grand avenue and, from their home on the central square, built by Mayan slaves from the stones of their temple, the cries of slaves reverberate nearly 500 years later…
This post was part of the weekly photo challenge hosted by http://dailypost.wordpress.com with the theme Refraction.
The concept is great since it forced me to physicsclassroom.com for a refresher on refraction.
First a recent image of a water droplet hanging from a banana flower refracting a view of my garden: