Primavera en el mercado de San Miguel

The market stalls glow under strings of warm bulbs as the evening air cools. A vendor hands over a paper bag of ripe pears, their juice catching the light, while crushed geranium stems and violet petals lie scattered across a wooden table nearby. Bergamot zest sharpens the air at first, bright and clean, before the fruit opens fully. Rose petals drift through the space, soft and slightly dusty, balanced by the bitter green snap of artemisia. The crowd moves slowly between the stalls, coats drawn close, breath visible in small clouds. There is a richness building in the background, a deep warmth that belongs to resin and earth. Tolu balsam and amber lend a golden weight to the air, while patchouli and vetiver ground the scene with a dark, soil-like depth.

You walk past a stall where a carver is shaping a piece of fragrant wood, the shavings curling onto a cloth beside a small dish of warm, melted resin that releases a sweet, balsamic cloud into the cool night.

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