Another Beautiful Day, Centro, Seville, Andalusia, Spain

In may still be winter on the calendar but, that doesn't stop the flower markets from selling fresh beauty outside on this narrow street in Centro.



Another plaza among hundreds in the city of Seville. We had lunch again sitting out in the warm sunshine.



Here's another of those plaques I have seen from time to time around town. It makes reference to Miguel de Cervantes, the great Spanish novelist ("Don Quixote") who lived and died in the time period shortly before the Pilgrims first landed in my home of Massachusetts (1620). I haven't been successful in translating it but, I think it probably is similar to the signs I see in the United States that say George Washington slept here, lived here, worked here, wrote here, or something like that.



More hat ladies......going to or from a wedding most likely.



A side door to the Cathedral of Seville.



Palm trees frame the colorful waterfront buildings in Triana.



It seems that we have seen an extraordinary number of babies in this town. And many more twins than I would expect. So, now I can guess what the adults are doing during afternoon siesta.



The public bikes lined up above are part of the city's aggressive support of pedal-power which includes many dedicated bike lanes.



Sweet shops, confections, pastries, gelato, ice cream, etc. - Sevillianos definitely have a sweet tooth as evidenced by the number of local stores.



Many shop windows are filled with elaborate dress as folks look forward to the annual Feria Week in late April (fair) when eating, drinking, dancing, fancy dressing, horses, and partying are some of the characteristic hallmarks.



After paseo, we settled on this bar, La Bodega, for tapas (our dinner).



Yes, that's a dad with a stroller walking his toddler out of the bar.



Bars are an integral part of the culture and anybody is welcome within - from babies to grandparents and everyone in between.



Kids are welcome at the bar, too. Of course they are not served alcohol but, they are certainly permitted to be there. So unlike the American system. Americans do tend to be more uptight and rigid than some cultures I have observed in Europe.



And walking back home, once again the sounds of a full orchestra emanated from the next door church, Iglesia del Santo Ángel. This time it was the Banda Sinfónica Julián Cerdán from Sanlúcar de Barrameda, which if I understand correctly, has been around since 1852. Seville is just full of wonderful surprises almost every day!