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

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Gardens - Before and after

I have always gardened.  I remember my mother turning me on to it when I was about 15 and I have never stopped.  My idea of therapeutic heaven is weeding.... I know, go figure.
After getting a few tons of abono, cow manure, delivered and digging it into some new beds, it was time to plant and see what transpired.  So here are the before shots.


And here are the afters.


The back garden is a butterfly magnet.  They are always fluttering, filling the courtyard.  It must be the zinnias, scented geraniums, lavender, but they seem to like the herbs as well.
 
And the hummingbirds did not want to be left out so one flew into the frame just as I was shooting.

The crazy thing is that was absolutely nothing in these spaces just a little over a year ago.  Really, the back garden was just an empty dusty space.  I have put in seven beds as of yet and planted lots of things that will mature long after I am outta here.  Someday the plumerias will be spectacular.
 
Marigolds, or zempasuchil, are one of the key elements in celebrating El Dia de los Muertos, which is right around the corner.  I have so many plants that will peaking then.  What to do with all the blossoms?

1 comment:

La Cubanófila said...

Looks so beautiful! I love that one of your best-learned and loved Spanish words is "abono". Most people do not know that word.