Two of the statues from the Mexican/Japanese sculpture show on Paseo Montejo.
Mexican wiring. Actually, this was behind one of the posh hotels on Paseo Montejo.
A colorful house not too far from us.
A balcony dog. Years ago, when I took a Spanish course in Morelia, we weren't afraid of the street dogs, who although they were mangy, were not aggressive. It was a different story with the dogs who lived on roofs and protected property. It always woke me quickly when one of those dipped his head over the edge of the roof and seemed to attack me from above by barking and snarling. This one, made of clay, would suit me fine.
