Angels All Around



It didn't take me long to know




I was surrounded by angels.

Saints, too.

Viva Mexico!


Comments

Expat From Hell said…
San Miguel. One of my favorite places on earth. Please write more. I am very envious. EFH
November 6, 2010 at 2:30 PM
Anonymous said…
What a beautiful statue! I love the expression on his face. What would we do without the angels ; )
November 6, 2010 at 2:35 PM
Kim Mailhot said…
oooh, how beautiful !
November 6, 2010 at 3:05 PM
A.Smith said…
Yes we are, the visible and invisible kind, the ones who come with the fragrance in the wind and the ones who come across the ether.
Angels, the magical notes in the music of the Universe, and we see them, we feel them, we can write to them and admire their art. Isn't that certainly a miracle?
November 7, 2010 at 11:12 PM
deb did it said…
Meri, as always your post is simply strong and beautiful.
November 8, 2010 at 11:23 AM
~Lavender Dreamer~ said…
Very beautiful! Love seeing this while I take a little break this afternoon! ♥
November 8, 2010 at 12:32 PM
Anonymous said…
Meri...we were indeed surrounded by angels!!

can't wait to see more of your gorgeous photos!

x..x
November 9, 2010 at 8:22 AM
Kathy said…
This is lovely, I have never been there - though lived very close at one time! Lovely pic -
Kathy
November 9, 2010 at 5:02 PM
rebecca said…
my darling....
missing you at my breakfast table...
your stunning smile, your forever joy!
thank you for joining me in such passion for angels, saints, and sinners!
xoxoxoxoxoox,
rebecca
November 10, 2010 at 7:33 AM
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