being with people
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Every time I get to exchange friendly words with people, it's a shot of pure joy. Every time I get to be (safely) in proximity to people, it's a rush of euphoria.
Last week I got to meet up with B, one of my former tutees from Holyoke, and I was able to get her together with J, a guy who raises, rides, and promotes paso fino horses (these horses have a gait that looks like they're dancing; they're very popular in Puerto Rico and Colombia--coincidentally the two Spanish-speaking places I've visited. I've known of J for years because he always rides in the B'town fair parade in September (no fair this year, obviously), but I found out a bit about his outreach to young people in Springfield and Holyoke through social-justice activity. Since then, I've wanted for the two to meet, since B lived in the Puerto Rican countryside until she was 12 and misses horses and other animals something fierce. So it was a huge thrill when it finally worked out.
B taking a photo as J leads out Cancionero, his stallion

See the stable? J built it himself. Amazing guy.
Lovely Cancionero running in a paddock.

Then yesterday I decided to harvest all the apples from my tree. One very prolific branch hangs over into my neighbor's yard, so I asked her if I could bring a ladder over. (Can I just say how wonderful and right it is to have to go up a ladder to get apples? I realize that in terms of the apple industry and simplicity of harvesting dwarf trees make sense, but OH THE JOY of a full-sized tree.) I said I'd share the results.
Her two little girls came over, and I explained about why some of these apples looked a little funny and what scale was and so on. They're inkindergarten and third first and second grade. They sat so close--wonderful.

Here is the harvest!

The ripe ones are so red they're almost black.

And today, after an unfortunate and depressing encounter with a Trump rally in a nearby town, I came back to a gathering in B'town supermarket of a motorcycle club, a largely Latinx group, playing great music. These women let me take their pictures. So cool! They look like they're about to star in a movie about motociclistas.

"Are we in Mass?" asked one of the women.
It took me a minute to realize she was asking me what *state* she was in and not, like, what town.
"Yes," I said.
"Damn, then I can't get cigarettes."
"Oh I think you can, over there," I said, pointing to the gas station kiosk.
"But not Newports," she said darkly.
What? Don't they sell Newports in Massachusetts? I haven't a clue.
Anyway.
This is how I satisfy my need for connection in a time of coronavirus.
Last week I got to meet up with B, one of my former tutees from Holyoke, and I was able to get her together with J, a guy who raises, rides, and promotes paso fino horses (these horses have a gait that looks like they're dancing; they're very popular in Puerto Rico and Colombia--coincidentally the two Spanish-speaking places I've visited. I've known of J for years because he always rides in the B'town fair parade in September (no fair this year, obviously), but I found out a bit about his outreach to young people in Springfield and Holyoke through social-justice activity. Since then, I've wanted for the two to meet, since B lived in the Puerto Rican countryside until she was 12 and misses horses and other animals something fierce. So it was a huge thrill when it finally worked out.
B taking a photo as J leads out Cancionero, his stallion

See the stable? J built it himself. Amazing guy.
Lovely Cancionero running in a paddock.

Then yesterday I decided to harvest all the apples from my tree. One very prolific branch hangs over into my neighbor's yard, so I asked her if I could bring a ladder over. (Can I just say how wonderful and right it is to have to go up a ladder to get apples? I realize that in terms of the apple industry and simplicity of harvesting dwarf trees make sense, but OH THE JOY of a full-sized tree.) I said I'd share the results.
Her two little girls came over, and I explained about why some of these apples looked a little funny and what scale was and so on. They're in

Here is the harvest!

The ripe ones are so red they're almost black.

And today, after an unfortunate and depressing encounter with a Trump rally in a nearby town, I came back to a gathering in B'town supermarket of a motorcycle club, a largely Latinx group, playing great music. These women let me take their pictures. So cool! They look like they're about to star in a movie about motociclistas.

"Are we in Mass?" asked one of the women.
It took me a minute to realize she was asking me what *state* she was in and not, like, what town.
"Yes," I said.
"Damn, then I can't get cigarettes."
"Oh I think you can, over there," I said, pointing to the gas station kiosk.
"But not Newports," she said darkly.
What? Don't they sell Newports in Massachusetts? I haven't a clue.
Anyway.
This is how I satisfy my need for connection in a time of coronavirus.
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Date: 2020-09-12 10:57 pm (UTC)Mmmmmm apple pie!
apple pie
Date: 2020-09-12 11:29 pm (UTC)Re: apple pie
Date: 2020-09-13 01:35 am (UTC)(Actually this probably depends very much on the type of apples! But still. Truly the most local food!)
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Date: 2020-09-13 12:22 am (UTC)Those apples look delicious.
And the horse is beautiful.
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Date: 2020-09-13 11:31 am (UTC)What is Latinx? Is it a short form for Latin American?
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Date: 2020-09-13 11:37 am (UTC)**Or for that matter speakers of any other Latin-origin languages
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Date: 2020-09-13 02:48 pm (UTC)Yay, apples!
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Date: 2020-09-13 03:08 pm (UTC)And thanks for your apple cheers :-)
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Date: 2020-09-14 05:01 am (UTC)Not that I am in any way knowledgeable about linguistics! I learned Spanish in a Latin American country, so there was quite a lot of interesting discussion with my various teachers about grammar, vocabulary and accent, and the differences in usage in different South and Central American countries. I still recall having my teacher absolutely refuse to help me translate a local tabloid (which had numerous words not found in any dictionary) on the grounds that I was a lady, and would therefore never in my life have occasion to use those words...
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Date: 2020-09-14 01:19 pm (UTC)Duolingo podcasts--and the Puerto Rican students I've worked with--have given me a good appreciation for the different accents and slang you can encounter. Puerto Rican Spanish sounds *very* different from Mexican or Colombian Spanish, and Argentinian Spanish surprised me with its differences, too.
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Date: 2020-09-15 04:27 am (UTC)Chilean telenovelas in the 90s were very good. Mad, surreal comedies, not the weepy, Brazilian melodramas. If you ever get a chance to see "Oro Verde" or "Tic Tac" I recommend them highly ('Tic Tac''s soundtrack was entirely Queen songs by tribute bands, basically a homage to the music and spirit of Freddie Mercury). They have their own Wikipedia pages even!
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Date: 2020-09-14 01:02 pm (UTC)Hope you get a new oven soon so many more lovely pies my ensue.
And I love the meet-up your arranged around that lovely Paso Fino.
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Date: 2020-09-14 01:13 pm (UTC)The horse was a joy!
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Date: 2020-09-14 03:16 pm (UTC)You need to extract the acorn meat from the shell
Then grind them up coarsely
Then soak the ground-up nuts, changing the water each day, until the water starts seeming fairly clear (for me, when I used red-oak acorns, it was two weeks).
Then dry them in the oven
Then grind them finely
Then use in a cake! (this was the recipe I used for the cake)
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Date: 2020-09-16 03:18 pm (UTC)