lighted candles on a grave on an island near Patzcuaro, celebrating with Mexico's ancestors
Frank and I traveled to Mexico in late October of this year. We love to experience the colorful culture, kind people, and delicious cuisine of Mexico any time of the year, but this trip had a specific purpose: to experience the famous “Dia de los Muertos”, or ‘Day of the Dead” celebration in Patzcuaro, Mexico.
Lovely scene above lago de Patzcauro.
The colonial city of Patzcuaro, Mexico sits high up in the mountains of the central western highlands. Ancestral home to the Purecepa tribe, direct descendants of the ancient Tarasca’s who believed death was a continuation of life and the dead could return each year to visit their loved ones.
A marigold bedecked arbor in Tzin Tzun Tzan.
I think I love this town because I love saying the name, TsinTzunTzan (pronounced, zin zun zan) it’s named after the sound hummingbirds make as they flit around. The town was completely decorated with thousands of marigolds in celebration of day of the dead.
No generic costumes here!
Typical cobblestone streets in our barrio.
Dance of The Old Men performed during the celebration.
Thousands and thousands of bright orange marigolds decorate the pueblos around Patzcuaro.
families gather to pray and talk among the graves.
