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.
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If you are coming to Oaxaca, please contact me for tours or advice.

Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

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

Sunday, February 27, 2022

Sunday Delivery...

Some people get the Sunday paper delivered.  I get a different sort of delivery.  This is one of my neighbors, Doña Barbara, who brings these delicious chile rellenos to my door every week.  
These are filled with chicken, but today she also had beef. 
Maybe I'll try those next week, but for now...  It's time to eat!

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Tuesday, February 15, 2022

The Bird is the Word...

I heard an unusual sound in the garden and rushed out to find the source.  It was this large bird and I was lucky to get this shot, but missed its bright yellow breast.  Anyone know what it is?  It had a rather raucous call.  Meanwhile, overhead...
Then it was off, riding the thermals.

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Sunday, February 13, 2022

Super Bowl Sunday Traffic....

This is one of the neighborhood fuel delivery services.  I had just watched them unload a large load of firewood or leñas for one of my neighbors.  These burros had been fully loaded with perfect pieces of wood, perfect for much of the cooking that I can smell on a daily basis.  "I love the smell of leñas in the morning... It smells like... breakfast." - was never said in "Apocalypse Now."  The scene immediately reminded me of a very different fuel delivery system, the fuel oil trucks, very pipa-like, that are ubiquitous in New England and are keeping my house up there safe and secure.  Luckily, I'm here, and instead of mountains of snow, I have these mountains.

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Friday, February 11, 2022

Friday Market Shopping

After hearing how expensive things in El Norte are these days,  I though I'd share what $30 US buys at my local street market or tiangue.  I'll list them, fresh mango, two avocados, cooked pork for $3, green beans, three tomatoes, two jalapeño chiles, two kinds of bread/rolls, two tamales rajas, quesillo cheese. a piña tart, a chocolate nut muffin, a kilo of grapes, garlic, mushrooms, calabasitas (squash), bananas, three onions, broccoli and carrots.  That's a pretty normal week's worth of food, except for one of my neighbors who brings chile rellenos every Sunday.... uh, three delicious fat ones for  $50... those are pesos, so $2.50 US.  Do we love Oaxaca or what?

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