Easter: Bunnies, Kiddie-Boos, Eggs and Bones

We hosted an Easter gathering on Easter(fancy that) in our back yard this year. The festivities included turkey cooked on the grill, roast veggies, etc. Plus a visit from three of the Easter Bunny's helpers. The Easter Bunny and his helpers are hard to catch but I managed to get a few pictures of the helpers in action. The kids thought they were Grandma, Auntie and Momma but of course we know better.



Below is one of the Easter Bunny helpers with Little Bit.



Below EJ is gathering eggs.



Here is Lucy with some of her haul.



Prince Hal scarfing down the goodies. Each plastic egg contained either a chocolate bunny or M&Ms.



This is Little Bit with one of the helpers.



Little Bit taking time out to smell the Tombstone roses.



The remains of the day. All the eggs have been opened and contents eaten, the drinks have been drunk and the turkey eaten. The pile of bones was collected by EJ in order to reconstruct the turkey's skeleton. A good time was had by one and all.

San Xavier del Bac--"The White Dove of the Desert"

San Xavier is an old Spanish mission located a few miles south of Tucson, just off the Nogales highway, on the Tono o'Odham reservation. I'm sure the highway has a number but having grown up in Tucson it's just the Nogales highway. I have been visiting San Xavier ever since I was a wee lad. For me this remains one of the favorite places that I have ever seen.

San Xavier was established in 1699 by Father Eusebio Kino, a Jesuit who established a string of missions in northern Mexico and southern Arizona. The original mission was about two miles north of the current building, and was destroyed by the Apaches in 1770. In 1775 a Presidio was established at Tucson which provided military protection. The current building was constructed by Franciscans with Tono o'Odham labor between 1783 and 1797. It came under the Mexican government in 1822. In 1828 the Mexicans ordered the expulsion of all Spanish born priests, which included the priest at San Xavier. The Tono o'Odham people attempted to keep the building in repair until it came under US jurisdiction in 1853 with the Gadsden Purchase. In 1859 the Archbishop of Santa Fe assumed ecclesiastical jurisdiction, sent a priest and diocesan money for restoration. It has had priests ever since.

Bac means "place where the water flows". Water from the Santa Cruz river bubbles to the surface near here, hence the name. The photo at the top of this blog looks to me like what it may have looked to a weary traveler approaching through the desert from the south, perhaps coming from Nogales or the mission at Tumacacori. This would have been a very dangerous trip. The Apaches forced abandonment of the mission at Tumacacori. The trail was called "From Tucson to Tumacacori to Hell" for good reason.
The mission appeared on the horizon like a white dove to give safety and comfort.



The photo above was taken from a small hill just east of the mission.This was taken about sunrise, before the sun had touched the building. The mission has been undergoing restoration/maintenance. Sometime in the past the white exterior plaster had been replaced with concrete based stucco, which turned out to be bad for the building because it trapped moisture. It is being replaced by mud plaster using the traditional Tono o'Odham recipe which includes cactus pulp. Most of the exterior is now finished except the east bell tower, as you can see by its dirty appearance, and the facade. This tower was never finished off with a cupola. The photo below is taken from the same vantage point about 20 minutes later.



The architect is unknown. The style is Moorish, Byzantine and late Mexican renaissance. The photo below is taken about 45 minutes after sunrise from a more southerly vantage point.



The photos below show restored and unrestored windows, on the west and east bell towers, respectively.





When I first visited San Xavier the interior was very dark and dingy. Two centuries of candles, probably torches for light, heat and time had a major effect on the decorations, statues, paintings etc. In the mid 1990's a major interior restoration effort was undertaken. Artisans were brought from Italy, who had worked on restorations of the Vatican, Sistine Chapel, etc. The restoration is now complete, but about two months of every year they do maintenance/restoration where needed. Below are some photos of the interior.

This photo is just inside the door looking toward the apse and main altar.



This angel is on a pillar at the crossing.




The pastoral painting below is above the arch near the altar.



The choir loft is shown in the photo below.



This angel, painted on the corner of an arch, has the look of a Mexican peasant woman or possibly a Native American. A favorite image of mine.



Main entrance door, made of mesquite wood.

Miami, Az..Sorry, No Beach Front Property

Miami is an old mining town in the Pinaleno mountains about 55 miles east of Mesa. It was started in the 1870s in response to silver and gold mining activities. There were large deposits of copper in the area, so when the price of copper went up the mines became largely copper mines. It is about 5 miles west of its larger neighbor, Globe. In addition to the mines there were smelter/concemtrators built here. I believe the mines are pretty much shut now, so much of the old business district is also shut. Some buildings are in disrepair, some have been converted to other things such as antique shops and others are being renovated. It makes for some good photo ops.

The photo at the top is a shot showing part of the old main shopping street. The Edlen's shoe store still has the old neon sign advertising Jarman shoes.

The photo below is across the street showing a building undergoing renovation.



This old Dodge bus is sitting in a vacant lot. I have no idea how old it is. I wonder if it was used to take men to the mine for work--speculation on my part.



The Real Market is closed, but the gold lettered sign on the window continues.





The door shown below is the entrance to a boarded up hotel, also shown below,





The folks that occupied this building have been gone for quite sometime.



This church, like the last photo, is on the street north of the old main street. As you can see, it's on the corner of Inspiration Street. Very appropo but you have to remember the name of the mining company was Inspiration Copper.



These old houses remind me of Bisbee, another old mining town south-east of Tucson.



I'm not sure whether these are viable businesses or not. I think the rock shop probably is, but not sure about the other one.



Sorry folks, no green chili burros today.

Old Age Homes for Fleas

On our recent excursion we saw numerous members of the canine persuasion. Most of them were stretched out in the sun or looking for a handout. As you can tell as you look at the photos, only one was from Northern Europe and one from Spain. All the rest were from Egypt, Turkey, Greece, Sevastopol and Varna. I don't know what this means, if anything. A few years ago Bucharest had a big problem with free roaming dogs that were rabid. The dogs we saw didn't accost anyone or appear to be dangerous and some of them had ear tags, like the government had done something to them.

Below is a whimsical creature outside a shop in Amsterdam. Canine or not, I like it.



This dog was ensconced in apparent luxury on a balcony in Cadiz, Spain, looking down on us poor folks below. Not a bad life--catch a few rays, have a little kibble....



These dogs may be waiting for Ulysses or Diogenes, bagging it in the Agora below the Acropolis.





This dog was on the sidewalk in the port of Piraeus, Greece. He seems to be doing rather well at getting handouts. He reminds me of Donna the Boxer, who would plant herself in the doorway of the Student Union at the U of A when I was a student there. She got really, really fat--the student body loved her. If I remember right, we elected her student body president as a write-in candidate. Really ticked off the campus Greeks.



Kusadasi, Turkey--business is slow, might as well bag it.



This dog is at Ephesus, apparently waiting for Paul to return.



This flea bag is smack in the middle of a street in Ephesus.



The photo below is on a street in Ephesus. It looks like the man who is pointing has just sent the other couple packing; the dog couldn't care less. The man is probably just pointing at something but its fun to speculate.



This Istanbul dog has made an art form out of sleeping in the middle of a pedestrian square.



This canine appears a little more lively than some of the others. He is just outside a shop with goodies suitable for dogs in Thera, Santorini.



This dog is waiting for his idiot master to get out of the Black Sea at Sevastopol.



This dog in Varna, Bulgaria is eyeing a small snack shop hopefully.



King of the square, Varna



Guarding the Pyramids at Saqarra.



Another Pyramid guard dog.