Red walls, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
So many walls in San Miguel!
There is the wall painted the color of sunrise just down the street from the casita where I am staying. Even on overcast days its brightness lifts my spirits.
There are the walls of stone surrounding the little plaza where lovers hold hands, old people rest their weary bones, and pigeons boldly draw near, demanding a treat.
And there are the towering walls outside the homes of the rich near Parque Juarez. No one can see over them, but behind those walls I imagine feasts for Dia de los Muertos, cooks toiling in kitchens, and servants ushering guests to their places at the table.
“Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,” Robert Frost mused in one of his poems. But when it comes to the walls of San Miguel, I love them all.
Posted on October 13, 2015, in Carpe Diem, Guanajuato, haibun, Mexico, Our World Tuesday, Ruby Tuesday Too, San Miguel de Allende and tagged afternoon, dessert, Guanajuato, Kafka, Mexico, page, San Miguel de Allende, Sunday. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.