Moonstruck

The many phases of the moon in Fuengirola. This post is dedicated to my sister-in-law Linda and all other astronomy buffs(Click any image to see a fuller moon.)

RISING OVER PLAZA SAN RAFAEL EARLY SUNDAY NIGHT.

PEAKING OUT EARLY AFTERNOON IN PLAZA DE ESPAÑA.
SETTING… OR RISING… ON NEARBY CALLE POETA SALVADOR ROEDA
(A SMALL STREET WITH A LARGE NAME — AND MOON).
FROM OUR TERRACE.
SLIPPING BELOW THE HORIZON ON THE PASEO.
IN ALL ITS BRONZED GLORY ON THE PASEO.
ONE OF MANY LOCAL SCULPTURES BY GOMEZ DE GUERRERO (BUT, HIS ONLY MOON) .
ANOTHER VIEW FROM OUR TERRACE.
SATURDAY, JUST AFTER IT SET … ER… SAT.

DESPITE THE OPENING LYRICS (“…WHEN BOY MEETS GIRL…”),
DON’T FORGET THE GAY TARANTELLA!

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

21 thoughts on “Moonstruck”

  1. (Slightly off-centre comment) I see this Dean Martin record reached No. 2 here in the U.K. in Jan 1954, when I was a mere 7 (yes, I know it was also used in 1987's 'Moonstruck'). I always used to think that the words were "….like a big piece of pie", we Britons never having heard of 'pizza' at that time. In fact even on my one and only American visit in 1969 I remember being puzzled by the still unfamiliar word outside New York eateries. But we did eventually catch up with the rest of the world.

    1. Raybeard:
      I love your hearing of the lyrics. I had a friend who thought "Ain't No Woman Like the One I Got" was "Ain't No Woman Like the One-Eyed Gott"; he thought it was a song about aliens. And San Geraldo thought "Jesus Loves Me. This. Sigh. No."

  2. Yes, that song reminds me that at one time, pizza was an exotic Italian dish found only in big cities. How did we ever manage before we had dozens of pizza places and a hundred different kinds of frozen pizza–plus pizza rolls, pizza pockets, pizza-flavored chips?

    1. Ms. Sparrow:
      I was lucky enough to spend my "formative" years in Brooklyn, surrounded by amazing pizza places. But frozen pizza "pizza pockets"! Those were my idea of gourmet meals whenever San Geraldo was away on business.

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