Sandra Mayo

Patterns in the Woods

Twenty five years ago, I landed in Boston from Buenos Aires, a high-rise built, densely populated, noisy, polluted, and unstoppable 12 million people city. I fell in love with Lexington and its surrounding open green spaces. I specially love the trees I have been quietly observing during my walks to school when my children were little and now by myself. I am particularly fascinated with the magical path that runs from Lincoln Fields to Bridge School, which I walk several times a day.