Saturday night’s full moon wasn’t the only activity in the night sky.
Major celebrating had been going on in the Plaza de la Danza since early morning… flinchers (all boom, no sparkle), bells of Templo de San José clanging every hour, and live music.
At 9 PM, I heard the unmistakable hisses and pops from a castillo. Turning my attention from looking east at the moon, I turned west and saw…
Debris began raining down on Casita Colibrí and I retreated under the tin roof. Sunday morning’s evidence on the terrace told the story…
… and sheesh, it was plastic!!!
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