Are You That Woman

The Dogs

They run and jump
Laugh and smile
Leaping, tumbling
All the while
Free and rambunctious
In the park
I hear the dogs
As they bark.

Barbara Steinberg
Sacramento
April 15, 2008

This is Mexico

These are memories from a journey of just a few years ago. I am hoping for a time to visit again - soon!

Life is quiet in San Miguel de Allende. It's early June and many ex-pats have retreated until autumn. Well above the 6,000-foot elevation and dry, evening brings blessed relief in the the way of cool breezes.

A gentle swing in the garden. The hum of traffic. Occasionally, we hear the sounds of nearby steeples chime and the hammering of construction. Dogs are barking, a lone hummingbird drinks from a pomegranate blossom, and my tequila shot glass is empty.

In the rain forests there is complete silence. The fog is creeping into the mountains. Fireflies are dancing through the darkness. Bugs and birds serenade us during our dinner as daylight retreats behind the peaks. 

Muy bueno!