Jul 12, 2019

Time Here Seems to Pass Differently – Guerrero and Morelos

The universe and I play this never-ending game of tease 
and I delight in the unexpected charms I find at every turn.

LeAnne Dziekan

Sleeping off a hard night on the town
I like the ‘You only live one
Tepoztlán, Morelos, Mexico
With travel bags full of ambiguity, I am learning to welcome and grow from, I continue to explore this marvelous world whether cautiously in riskier areas or more carelessly with the safety of various networks.

May 19, 2019

Art, Nudity, Silver, Well-Kept Secrets – Taxco

Everybody is ignorant, only on different subjects.

Will Rogers

Gourds as tortilla warmers, candle holders, skeletons, mobiles, bowls.
Tepoztlán, Morelos, Mexico
I finally made it to the State of Guerrero and its gorgeous surroundings, my last journey before heading ‘home’ for part of spring and summer.  I am visiting remarkably generous and knowledgeable friends, a bonus I don’t often have the occasion to take advantage of.  There is nothing like having enthusiastic resident guides to show you around a new area. 

May 7, 2019

I Just Can’t Adult This Week – La Huasteca Potosina

Everything good in life makes your hair messy. 
Running on the beach, riding a roller coaster,
making love, dancing, laughing loudly, riding a bike,
kissing the person you love.
It all messes up your hair.

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'Ritual' before rafting the Tampaón River
With Edgar, our earth bound driver for the day
Opting for a milder source of entertainment, I had not paid to go floating down some Class III rapids.  But since no one else was interested in seeing the Tamtoc Ruins, I was offered to go on a rafting trip at no added cost…  Although hesitant, I ‘jumped’ (proof above) at the occasion. 

May 6, 2019

Art Meets the Outdoors – San Luis Potosi, Xilitla

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.
Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living,
it’s a way of looking at life through
the wrong end of a telescope. 

Dr. Seuss

Not every day is sunny!
Making the best of a downpour in the colorful town of Xilitla
Good thing it’s the end of the day, I am drenched to the bones
On the bus between Queretaro and San Luis Potosi, I sat next to an elderly lady who oversaw the school system in that state.  Our conversation slowly led to the loss of loved ones.  In her case, her daughter, in my case, my partner for over half my life.  She made a valid point, that I had subconsciously sensed, but had not put into words.   

May 4, 2019

Popping Out of my Cozy Protective Bubble

No, is a complete sentence

Anne Lamott

Here kitty…
No, is a complete sentence and so is Goodbye

I am finally leaving the comfortable and cozy Guanajuato bubble I called home for nearly half a year.  I have been accepted and loved by new friends, my ‘Mexican’ family, and many kind teachers.  Making it not easy to leave.