Fill with a strong expresso, add a little cream, and take to the third floor terrace where you will sit and listen to the birds and the bells and the barking dogs. Add a Mariachi band, the sound of the Santorini delivery man, the knife sharpener, and the garbage truck and you know you are in San Miguel. This watercolor is of the one, solitary cup I purchsed from a street vendor in San Miguel one year ago this week. I want to go back there. And I want to go back now!!
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It must be really beautiful there. Billie from Billie's Blog lives there and she too loves it there. So go back, you only live once. Enjoy every day. Be sure to still keep blogging over there. Wouldn't want to miss out on any of your paintings.
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