A couple of days ago we spoke with our friend Juana who lives in Aticama. A family friend of many years she has the reputation for being the tallest woman in the village and of having the biggest heart! Well, everything is going just fine in Aticama - slow, not much work and the tourism is almost non existent. Ok with us. The world of the USA is a fast and all consuming race in which money is the blood of everyday life. The world of Aticama is much more, well, human. I wish all of Americans could visit there for a while, maybe a lesson could be learned about the value of enjoying the moment.....
Tommy John returned from the doctor yesterday, and, his cold has developed into a nasty sinus infection. While Kawena and Francis seem to be on the mend I seem to have joined Tom in the land of nasal agony. A hot shower and lots of liquid and I am blinking and grousing about the weather as I gather tools for todays work in Portland. I am enjoying crafting together a fine basement bathroom in a nice hillside neighborhood and I consider myself lucky to have the work in these troubled economic times. Weng seems to be nearly invincible to the flu - she is the rock of the family and without her love and kindness we would all be in freefall.
The photos are of Francis as a toddler. With Weng on a boat off the island of Camiguin and styling in San Francisco
