One of the most entertaining routes at The New, Jesus and Tequila. Thanks to the flocculent, consanguineous, and ebullient @francoislebeau for making this photo happen.
Throwback to the snow of January 7th.
Puttin’ this kitten to werk
Anyone missing their gremlin? Just kidding, he’s beautiful and sweet and needs a loving home and a cuddle buddy. Who’s the lucky winner? 😻😊 (sound on for the goods )
🖤 snake wavelength
If you haven’t eaten here yet, you’re missing out. Soooooo good 😛
A trip to Xochimilco on Sunday with part of our locally acquired choir. One of the best days ever. More details added later: Mom and her friend came to Mexico City to visit and see me at work (and to see a Björk show, of course! ) and they came along for this boat ride. A choir member arranged a visit to a UNESCO farm site for a bunch of us where endangered axolotls (pictures above ) are being bred so they can be studied for their amazing capacity to regenerate pretty much any body part, where lots of farming is being done, and baby dolls remain hung from trees by a crazy old man who spent half a century doing the hanging, in order to scare off the ghost of a young drowned girl, then later drowning himself. Some people attending a wedding, including the hired violinist, hitched a boat ride with us and the violinist was goaded into playing, not knowing he was on a boat with half a choir. Lots of mezcal and beer was passed around, cows, dogs, cactus, and other floating parties were observed, and so much fun was had. Touring with a musical act may age the crap out of you sometimes, but the days off can be incredible. #axolotl #staccatochoir
Dad and my grandmother, who I never met. Maybe 1947 or 48.
Can confirm (thanks @karyna_dom 😝 )
Mom with skunk. Photo by Dad.
Feeling anxious about not being able to mow the fields after being gone six weeks because tractor isn’t working, but apparently there’s an upside to five foot tall grass. Yesterday morning saw a mink on the creek bank scampering around. Then in the afternoon I hear a crash in the brush and look out to see a big black bear jumping out of the creek and flushing out a squawking wild turkey. Ten minutes after that Ollie is running from window to window staring out, but I don’t see anything, until I realize there’s a bobcat strolling the bank right where the bear just was. You can hear the turkey in the video, and I think, this guy is toast, as the bobcat follows him into the rhododendron, but after some increasingly nervous clucking for a couple of minutes, the clucking relaxes again. The bobcat has a bad limp, so no turkey dinner. But this was nuts. First sighting of a mink, bear, or a bobcat here (save for a small bobcat we caught and released from a live trap several years ago while trying to catch a sneaky chicken killer, and an unseen bear that tore up Susie’s beehives ). Maybe I’ll see that black mountain lion around again one of these days. I kind of hope not 😬.
One-thirteenth of Hamrahlídarkórinn, Björk’s tour choir
Tango singing sans machismo, with the incomparable Julieta Laso... 👏🏽👏🏽 #milonga
Just a peregrine falcon massaging a pigeon while inadvertently terrorizing the humble townspeople of Union Square Park. (Sound on for more excitement )
No better place to break the rules than right in front of the courthouse
Enzo exploring the urban jungle