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Blossoms Of Beauty, Joy, And Love
The Flora Of Oaxaca Continue To Inform My Heart
3 min readOct 28, 2022
This story is one of remembering. Days that I can recall, when looking back on moments recorded by my camera.
They stretch across months. In some ways they stretch across life times. Looking at these specific images, life times no longer have meaning.
There are only moments.
On the 24th day of February, I made the first image of many, in Oaxaca. It was a sign of things to come.
Just shy of a month later. After listening for several weeks. The Agaves in the garden began to speak to me.
We began a series of conversations, conversations that lead to an ongoing dialogue.
A dialogue that changed my life, a…
