The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

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Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Friday, December 14, 2007

Snow? Rain? How about a fresh tomato?

I know it is snowing in Boston and raining in St. Thomas, but here it is the dry season.

San Agustin is very lucky to have water year round from the springs in the mountains. Even though the land is parched, it is such a wonderful sight and sound to have water pouring through the aqueducts throughout the village.

Consequently, I have fresh produce from the garden everyday. I am learning plenty about gardening here. There are a whole new set of problems, pests and solutions.
The higher up the mountains one’s land is means less topsoil. In the valley less than a mile away, the soil is rich, deep and brown. Here it is literally like cement. To dig a hole we use a four-foot long railroad spike and it is real work. Shovels or trowels are meaningless here. Plus, even when dug up and mixed with compost and manure, it still wants to return to its cement-like state. However, the tons of cow manure, abono, that I added are starting to do the trick.

I have lots of gardenias in pots and they are prone to scale, an insect, but no insecticides here. Normally, I use vlock oil to smother them. I went to the vivero, the rural nursery in San Lorenzo, where I bought them and the lady there said eight chiles in some water would do the trick. I know also to add a little soap to act as a spreading agent.

Their fragrance is intoxicating. I love going out each morning and breathing in the blossoms that have opened overnight.


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Nightreading said...

Such a pure and innocent beauty,,,,and on the top of everything the amazing fragrance.

Someone is so very spoiled having this every morning to wake up to...