Slowing down long enough to see into the corners. Eyes off the altar, eyes off the organ loft, eyes off the statues. My eyes rest in the corners. On the minimal that eventually shows itself. Advertisements
The Sunday Traveler spent another wonderful day on a road trip out to the little town of Zirahuen, on the shores of Lake Zirahuen. Staying in the city of Morelia, put all of these intriguing towns within reach for day … Continue reading
The window at the top by the ceiling. Is there a story? I don’t have one, but many could be made up. All I can tell you is that it is in a museum in Mexico that was once a … Continue reading
The Sunday Traveler mentioned in last week’s post that the cathedral in Morelia, Mexico, brought back memories of Notre Dame in Paris when I was there last December. And very incredibly, like that moment in December, walking into this cathedral … Continue reading
Simple cooking. The original crockpots (know that I so badly want to insert a smiley face emoji here, but hold strong against them on my posts).
The Sunday Traveler, along with the trusty cousin tour guide, visited the cathedral in the historic center of Morelia while on a day tour of the town. It is said that it is the only cathedral in Mexico not oriented … Continue reading
At times entering within is needed to find what it is you’re looking for.
A pedestrian passageway, the Callejon del Romance, was on the menu for a day it was decided to just stay right in Morelia instead of the little day trips we had been taking out of the city. Morelia has enough … Continue reading
A trompe l’oeil? No, an actual arch in an old church in Morelia, Mexico; though it should be a painting. Was it an old confessional? Unknown mysteries. Beautiful Mexican art. Templo de Las Rosas.
Old and older. An angel placed on a wall that had been covered over in stucco. The area on right is what was beneath in another lifetime.