It is the end of the dry season and there have been decent rains recently, however, they are very localized. Often, I can see the rains off in the distance, but they don't make it here. I live to the north of the city and this side has more water than most anywhere around. Still, it is a scarce commodity and the prices of water trucks, pipas, have gone up $150 pesos from $500 to $650 ($26 US to $34). These trucks hold ten thousand liters. This house has a rain collection system which gets me through most of the year, but I ended up needing three pipas just to keep the gardens and me alive. My supply is very close and when they delivered yesterday, the driver said they only had enough for two pipas a day. That's very little and means the aquifers are low. The rains will help alleviate this in a month or so. So water is very precious and I had big problems of my own as I was losing lots.
The reason I needed the third pipa was that I had a leak in the system and was losing water from the tank on the roof. It took me a couple of days to notice the problem. Then a day or two to figure out where the leak was. I had to dig up the concrete to get to the pipe and then had to figure out a temporary fix until I can cap off the problem pipe. But hey, this is Mexico and there is always a solution, which normally uses duct tape or a paper clip, but in this case it was a whittled down piece of broom handle and half a plastic clothes pin. I like the four leaf clover on the pin.
The plumber is coming on Monday, but this is working for now.
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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For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
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.
Click on an image to see it larger.
For additional photography please visit my flickr page.
You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
¡Soy consciente de todas las tradiciones del Internet!
If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.
Santo Domingo
The hereafter re me
- Christopher Stowens
- Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
- Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler
1 comment:
OMG.........
I remember so well the precious commodity of water. The water trucks...... but I paid $300.00 - $600.00. That hurts!!!
I had a cistern leakage but I had handy men.....2 brothers from the Dominican Republic and an old hippie from San Francisco...Larry, Jose & forgot his brothers name....
I am still mindful about water.
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