Jardin Flowers: FOTD Mar 6, 2022

 

The Jardin Restaurant in the Ajijic Plaza always has beautiful arrangements at their entrance and changes them frequently to reflect the holidays,

 

For Cee’s FOTD

Which Way to Go?

 

Obviously, this insect crossing my keyboard is confused and wondering where to go. Note the key he has just stepped up on.

 

For Stream of Consciousness Sunday, “Way to Go”

Rejuvenation

 

Rejuvenation

Albeit our guide was a bit of a boor,
nonetheless as I moved through the beautiful moor,
I was soon beguiled by the hush and the sight
of the heather that grows to a glorious height,
obscuring the heath that grew down below,
restoring my soul  from the world’s status quo.

When we stopped for a rest, I loosened the strap
of the pack on my back and took a short nap.
Then, rejuvenated, I set off again,
retracing the footsteps where I had just been.
Not the person I’d been when I’d passed there before,
ready once more to face the world’s roar.

Prompts today are hush, beguiled, rejuvenating, boor and strap. Cropped Image by Simon Forster on Unsplash.

Bougainvillea and Birds

Can you see the woodpecker high up in the palm tree above these bougainvillea branches? And, can you see the “bird” in the second shot as well? I think the fallen palm sheath suspended in the snarl of branches looks like an exotic long-tailed bird perched on a limb of the bougainvillea as well.

For Cee’s FOTD

 

Isidro’s Creations, in Paint and in the Flesh

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These are some shots of Isidro Xilonsochitl’s show at the Cultural Center in Ajijic Plaza, taken yesterday, March 4, 2022, at the opening reception. The show consisted of a number of very large canvasses as well as multi-image sculptures. The children pictured are his grandchildren, the lovely woman at the refreshment table is his daughter Paloma, the mother of two of the children.

Lifesong

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Lifesong

When twilight fast approaches and the evening bells have rung,
a time comes when the dirges and funeral songs are sung.
A barrage of nasty people, crepuscular and stark,
stream out of their burrows to frolic in the dark.

So must the locals given to activities of light
draw into their houses in shelter from the night,
and play their music louder to drown the dirges out,
and quell the morbid moaning with a joyous shout.

It’s in such rebellion that happiness is hung.
It’s not enough to live it, joy also must be sung.
Shout life to the rafters and live it to the hilt.
It’s your choice on which foundation your life story is built.

Prompt words today are people, nasty, crepuscular, barrage and rung.

The Poet’s Eye, the Artist’s Tongue

This article came out in Conecciones, the Lake Chapala Society publication for March. It details a bit about my work, what goes in to making a retablo and also gives information about my show in Ajijic with Jesus Lopez Vega on March 26 from 3 to 7. Details are given below about the reception and other hours the exhibition will be open. Thanks, Harriet, for all your work and research in putting the article together.

 

Food, Beautiful Food

Just a few shots of food I couldn’t resist taking photos of in the past week.

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CBWC: Just One

 

For CBWC, Just One of Anything

Zoe’s Nap

Zoe

 

Belly-up?

Or Belly-down?