Today I want to write about such a simple act of household as doing laundry and arranging clothes to dry on our terrace. We do have a laundry machine, laundry is not done by hand. However, it is arranged by hand on hangers, and it is secured by hand with clothes pins. (We had hard time finding both – hangers and clothes pins. Hangers we found at Bodega Aurora and clothes pins we found at Abarrotes on 20 De Enero Street, where we go for fruits.) Do you know that arranging cloths… Read More

Good Friday in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

My original home country is deeply orthodox Christian country, where people take religion seriously, obey all religious holidays, follow numerous long and short lents, celebrate Easter and Christmas at fullest. However, I have never seen anything like what I saw yesterday. Not in my home country Georgia or anywhere else. A well organized, fully orchestrated and I am sure numerous times rehearsed parade of Christianity marching from the center of San Miguel de Allende. Carrying statue after statue of Jesus Christo, Archangels, Angles, Mother Mary, crosses, glass coffin with statue of Jesus… Read More

The Night of Altars in San Miguel de Allende

Last Friday of Lent is when the Virgin of Sorrows is honored with beautiful altars in homes and public places. This is a relatively new tradition, when residents of San Miguel de Allende decorating their homes from inside out, creating altars (some works of art). Opening their doors for neighbors and just wanderers to come and pray with them. They also offer some snacks, water, colored ice, ice-cream. Families, kids, teenagers, young and old – all were out and about last night. Attending altars, praying, but more than anything else sampling ice-creams,… Read More

Day and Night at San Miguel de Allende

This is how most of our mornings start. Roosters  crowing: “cock-a-doodle-do” Doves cooing, cooeding Birds chirping, whistling Hot air balloons so close flying by At times I can see people in the basket Sun rolls over mountain My tea getting could Its chilly, early mornings.   This is how day ends Not too often, clouds are here View from roof top terrace, Above the city…. But if they are They come directly from behind mountain Effortless to see them from our little casita Darkness takes over sky Settles down step by step… Read More

I Am the Universe

I am the UniverseUniverse is meI am suspended from UniverseYet….The Mother Earth holds meWe are one!Never ending mystery…