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

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Follow the bouncing ball

I have been bouncing between Boston and Oaxaca for quite a few years now and each arrival/departure is unique, different. 
House maintenance is always at the top of the agenda and I feel like I am a traveling handyman/gardener just doing what needs to be done to keep both places running well.  It's a good life and I enjoy it.  I try to take advantage of the best of both places.
 I love looking at the layout of the city, the architecture.  Yes, iconic Filene's
I was last here in Boston in February and the weather was typically brutal, super cold and icy.  I loved it, a taste of winter and cabin fever.  Then back to the dryness of Oaxaca and the ongoing wait, the anticipation of the rains finally arriving in May or June.  May is normally the hottest month of the year in Oaxaca, but this year, it was pleasant and the rains arrived right on time, ending my struggle to get young plants through the dry season.   Ahhhh...
The rains come and I head north. 
Let's face it, June in New England is about as good as it gets and I thoroughly enjoyed my long walks through the city.  Ain't no place like Beantown.
Love that dirty water... so to speak.
But I am so ready to head south.  My neighbor wrote me and said that all those seeds I had scattered everywhere months ago had come up and that there flowers were everywhere and that the place looked beautiful.  I can't wait to see, but will have to wait until Thursday, more like Friday morning.

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