I am so grateful to have this time with my niece and nephew. It’s very hard being so far away.
I taught Mia how to use my camera. She has a real affinity for photography. She says that she wants to be like her ‘Tieta Carla’. I don’t think she realizes how much that means to me. Mia turns five in a few days. Here is a portrait that she took of me:
Odon Pastisseria was founded in 1870 by Lola’s great grandparents. They converted the front room of their house into a storefront and started making candy. Lola grew up in this house. She remembers starting to help out with the business when she was 12 years old. Lola turned 78 last week. She is happy. Genuinely happy. She describes her life as being very full- and has never imagined doing anything else.
I am visiting my sister and her family in Spain for the month. She lives in a tiny town in the mountains about 20 miles north of Barcelona named Argentona. It’s beautiful here. I’ve been walking the kids to school and helping out around the house… I’ve been doing a lot of cooking! One of my favorite things about cooking in a foreign country is, well, the shopping part. All of the stores here are small and specialized. It usually takes going to a few to gather all of the ingredients for a meal. I’ve only been here a little over a week and people already know who I am when I come by to shop. Sometimes it seems that the shopping takes me longer than the cooking once I factor in all of the time spent chatting. It’s wonderful. Yesterday I made ‘ropa vieja’ for my brother-in-law’s birthday dinner. I walked down to the local butcher for the meat, and was pleasantly surprised to see that it is run by women. An all women meat market! Rosa, Carmen and Pilar are so sweet and so charming. I wish you could meet them.
I had the pleasure of spending two days at Morrow’s Academy of Martial Arts. It was hard not to fantasize about dropping everything, limiting my wardrobe to sweatpants and gis, and moving to the Quad Cities to train in Kung Fu. The Academy is not pristine or slick – it is genuine and full of character. Every room tells the story of the self-made man, John Morrow. John Morrow has surpassed many great feats (including breaking the Guinness World Record for the most back handed push ups in 60 seconds -123!), and is truly an inspiration to be around. He is a family man and is as quick with his wit as he is on his feet. If you happen to live in the Quad Cities …. Don’t wimp out and join the academy!

John Morrow
Josh is into the color blue. He told me about it as I thumbed through his records, somehow not surprised by all the corners where our collections meet. Sun Ra. Captain Beefheart, Safe as Milk. Sonny Sharrock, Black Woman. The Spiritual Singers. John Fahey. Irma Thomas. Son House. Love. Charles Mingus. I sat across the table from him for over 6 hours yesterday. He wrote things down during our conversation on a note card that he keeps in his pocket at all times. Josh is a dinosaur. An enigma that I relate to. He filled me in on his favorite radio shows and we listened to a cassette tape of Jack Kerouac’s spoken poetry while driving around in circles watching a train pass by. He gave me a hand-bound notebook for my thoughts and a book to read.
And so I fell in love with a color – in this case, the color blue – as if falling under a spell I fought to stay under and get out from under, in turns. (Maggie Nelson. Bluets)
Our lives are at once ordinary and mythical. We live and die, age beautifully or full of wrinkles. We wake in the morning, buy yellow cheese, and hope we have enough money to pay for it. At the same instant we have these magnificent hearts that pump through all sorrow and all winters we are alive on the earth. We are important and our lives are important, magnificent really, and their details are worthy to be recorded. ~Natalie Goldberg