The Magic Mountain

Retirement brings many projects. Some prove futile, such as my grand ambition to grow my own vegetables. It would have been useful to start out with good soil, but my kitchen garden soil was destroyed with chemical weedkiller by the previous owner of this property. No amount of donkey manure will ever revive it; but … More The Magic Mountain

Beyond Bewilderment

Rubí writes her Tuesday blogue I have spent the past eleven years being mostly bewildered. There was a Peasant who came to visit Matilde and me every weekend in the stables at Parcent, bringing carrots. We had not seen carrots before. Then one day we were loaded into señor Campo Gandara’s horsebox and we were … More Beyond Bewilderment