On another morning we walked to a lovely restaurant on a beautiful little street about a half mile from our house. Walking on cobblestones I spend more time watching where I put my feet than taking photos.
However this colorful combination of building took my eye,
As did this pretty fountain.
We were passed by this Mexican Cowboy but I didn't get my camera out and turned on in time to get him coming, only going.
Looking back up the street after a delightful breakfast of fresh fruit home made yogurt and granola I spotted the dome of this church which somehow had missed my attention on the way down.
Passing through the town square on the way to the market with friends, the days activities had begun.
Though I didn't buy a doll, a US dollar each allowed me to take a picture of the 2 generations of venders, a tired and somewhat grouchy older woman, and the charming young girl below.