The lantern was teasing me, "You cannot fit me in your suitcase, forget about it!" Little did it know that I am stubborn when something or one dares me.
I forgot to add-- a small detail...it belongs to the owner of the house where we are staying... I wonder if he would miss it? Something tells me he would.
John Powell's offered his home to us to stay in while we were in Merida.
He has taken an old casa back to its roots: Exposed wooden beams, a kitchen in the back of the garden, a dipping pool, and most of all a home full of antiques. It is a history book were stories are read out loud.
If I could I would uproot John's home and take it with me. Or switch my home for his.
John seems to have a thing about religious objects.
His home wasn't just a case it was a convent.
No wonder I felt called here.
John was an antique dealer, and a designer from N.Y. It is obvious that he has a natural ability to create magic wherever he lands. John found and used old materials when restoring and recreating his home.
The stone trimmed doorway with original tall wooden doors is just one of the beauties that I have admired while being here.
Besides having good taste in design, John has given us the best addresses of places to go see... On of such places was Uayalceh, an abandon hacienda with a small chapel that is used by the people who live in the surrounded village.
The candlesticks tempted me like his lantern. Aren't the wonderful?
An antique Maya vase.
Provencal style move over...
I think another bug is biting me, and I am not talking about mosquitoes.
The shelves above John's desk are filled with artifacts, small Maya antiques and whatnots from another period in time. It is here that I have been writing my blog... happily admiring those crosses and the wooded column head.
An antique green glazed pottery pot formed as a sisal plant.
Hacienda's were built, dynasties created, livelihoods formed....
Thank you John for the opening your door to us, for sharing your world, and tempting me to pack your entire home into my suitcase and carry it home. Thankfully, we have more time here in Merida, hopefully I will find an antique or two to take back with us... whether or not I do it doesn't matter... hospitality and friendship are enough.