La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.
Although we aren’t northern enough to witness the amazing northern lights that so many have shared, we did have a beautiful sunset Friday. San Geraldo just headed out for a haircut and we’re meeting for coffee when he’s done.
We had an early lunch, right after the cats had their noon treats. So the boys then thought, an hour later, that it was time for their after-lunch treats which they usually (we try) receive at 3 p.m. Their demands, and pushover San Geraldo, can confuse me. I think they got 6 treats out of me yesterday instead of their usual 5. But when I said that to SG, he said, “I thought they’re supposed to get 6!”
I had a good walk yesterday morning and then spent part of the afternoon in bed. I love watching construction of the chiringuitos. This latest one is now at the stage of having a thatch roof installed. It’s an art — unlike the brick work that’s now mostly covered with stucco (click here). The construction crew were surprisingly pleasant and not only smiled, waved, and posed for photos, but also would stop their work so I could get a better shot. I kept telling them I wanted to stay out of their way, but they weren’t having it. I haven’t been back today because I went back to bed after breakfast.
Monday morning is more lab work. Friday is my appointment with the nephrologist. Still no word on scheduling my kidney biopsy which I thought would have been done by now. That’s another overnighter in the hospital.
I haven’t yet picked up the cats’ early treat dishes from the kitchen floor. I can hear Dudo pushing them around — either looking underneath for more food or, more likely, making noise that he hopes will catch my attention. I know it’s Dudo because he meows after each shove. Also, Moose is currently sitting on my bookcase meowing and giving me his, oh-woe-is-me stare.
Aunque no estamos lo suficientemente al norte como para presenciar las increíbles auroras boreales que tantos han compartido, tuvimos una hermosa puesta de sol el viernes. San Geraldo acaba de salir a cortarse el pelo y nos reuniremos para tomar un café cuando termine.
Almorzamos temprano, justo después de que los gatos comieran sus delicias del mediodía. Entonces los niños pensaron, una hora más tarde, que era hora de tomar sus delicias de sobremesa que normalmente (lo intentamos) reciben a las 3 p.m. Sus demandas, y el fácil San Geraldo, pueden confundirme. Creo que ayer me dieron 6 golosinas en lugar de las 5 habituales. Pero cuando le dije eso a SG, dijo: “¡Pensé que se suponía que debían recibir 6!”
Ayer por la mañana di un buen paseo y luego pasé parte de la tarde en la cama. Me encanta ver la construcción de los chiringuitos. Este último se encuentra ahora en la etapa de instalación de un techo de paja. Es un arte, a diferencia del trabajo con ladrillos que ahora está cubierto en su mayor parte con estuco (haz clic aquí). El equipo de construcción fue sorprendentemente agradable y no solo sonrieron, saludaron y posaron para las fotos, sino que también detuvieron su trabajo para que yo pudiera tomar una mejor foto. Seguí diciéndoles que quería mantenerme fuera de su camino, pero no lo permitieron. No he vuelto hoy porque volví a la cama después del desayuno.
El lunes por la mañana hay más análisis de laboratorio. El viernes es mi cita con el nefrólogo. Todavía no hay información sobre la programación de mi biopsia de riñón, que pensé que ya se habría hecho. Esa es otra noche en el hospital.
Todavía no he recogido del suelo de la cocina los primeros platos de aperetivos de los gatos. Puedo escuchar a Dudo empujándolos, ya sea mirando debajo en busca de más comida o, más probablemente, haciendo un ruido que espera que llame mi atención. Sé que es Dudo porque maúlla después de cada empujón. Además, Moose está actualmente sentado en mi estantería maullando.


• Paquetes de paja alineados esperando a ser atados.




• Esto requiere cuatro manos para levantarlo.












Click the thumbnails to enlarge.
Haz clic en las miniaturas para ampliar.
Wait wait wait wait… whaaat? Kidney biopsy?? How did I miss news of that??
Judy C
Judy C:
Oops! I guess I didn’t talk about that. Yeah, I’m supposed to have a kidney biopsy.
That is indeed a spectacular sunset!
Debra:
I love seeing the reflections of the sunset in the sky and over the sea in the opposite direction. Some days I go up to the 11th floor for a more complete view of the sunset from the back of the building.
Cats and sunsets. I’m happy.
Kelly:
And I love when the cats jump up on the table to watch me take pictures of the sunset.
Lovely views of cute men, I mean people at work on skilled thatching. But what’s this about all the resting? And the biopsy! Dr Boud asking.
Boud:
Yeah, I forgot to mention the kidney biopsy. The resting is simply to get off my feet (and ass) to redistribute the fluid retention.
Gorgeous sunset, and I love The Boys looking so innocent.
The chiringuito workers look hot … in every sense of the word!
Bob:
The construction workers do sometimes fulfil fantasies.
I, too, am a bit thrown off by the kidney biopsy news. Say what?
Your photos are stunning. Even more so than usual. It’s so interesting to watch the creation of thatched roofs. The palapa roofs they make in Mexico are amazing and are incredibly strong. They can withstand storms and rain surprisingly well.
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moon:
I was surprised by the surprise and then realized I never did mention the biopsy. It had first been mentioned by the first nephrologist as a likely possibilty. His colleage then confirmed it before I was released. I think I was tired of the details at the end of the hospital stay.
Lovely sunset! Lovely – ahem – toolbags!
Allegedly the Northern Lights were visible in the south of England. However, London terraced streets being what they are, we have not much in the way of actual sky.
“Wiv a ladder and some glasses
You could see the ‘Ackney Marshes
If it wasn’t for the ‘ouses in between!
Jx
Jon:
Our friends in Colchester sent us some stunning photos. They have no ’ouses in between.
I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t recall hearing about a kidney biopsy before now.
So do they rebuild the chiringuitos every year?
I’m impressed at how diligent you are about cat treats in both quantity and timing. We’ve taken to giving Olga one whenever she asks. She eats about a bag of Dentastix per day. (Seven sticks, I think?) She has good teeth. 🙂
Steve:
Sorry! I didn’t realize I had petered out on providing details by the time I was told about the biopsy. The city requires local businesses to keep up appearances. Most of the chiringuitos were old and tired — and not even built to code. There’s been a push in recent years to renovate (mostly rebuild from scratch). There aren’t many originals left. These new constructions should last a good long time. If all the cats wanted was one stick, we’d be fine! SG would give them a dish of food whenever they wanted and we’d go broke!
And the cats would be HUGE! 🙂
Just checking in to see how the biopsy went? Has it happened already?
Oh, never mind — just re-read your post. Perhaps you’re still waiting for it to be scheduled. Argh!
Steve:
Yep. Still waiting. I see the doctor Friday, so I’ll know more then.
I used to go out with/date a Thatcher. We used to go out and pick up thatch in the U.K. which came from Norfolk. I would be interested in knowing more about where the Thatch comes from in Spain. Do they grow it locally? Down near Tortosa maybe? It’s an amazing ‘art’ and thatch in the U.K. lasts 10 years. Does it last longer in Spain, where it is less wet. So many questions. A project for you.
Sorry to hear about the ongoing medical problems. Life! Each day is a given, make the most of it. You never know what is around the corner.
Karen:
I know nothing about where the thatch comes from. Some companies advertise “African” thatch. It does seem to last a very long time, years and years. Life is what happens when we’re busy making plans.
I don’t know that sunset is more impressive than the North Lights I saw last night. More green then pink here.
Mistress Borghese:
Still, I would love to see the northern lights. We saw them once when flying from the Pacific Northwest back to the East Coast. Magical.
There must be something to that fear that Northern Lights cause power outages, as I woke up to a bathroom the light of which wouldn’t switch on, but there had also been a storm, so maybe that was it. Beautiful sunset.
Kirk:
I’ve read that it’s a legitimate concern, the Northern Lights affecting the power grid and more. I don’t know if they can affect one bathroom light though. That would be ghosts.
One of my favourite pass times is to sit and watch people work……very relaxing.
Who needs Aurora Borealis when you have sunsets like that?!
Jim:
I do love watching people work, too, especially when they’re creating interesting things.
I am obsessed with ORANGE, now!!!!!
Ron:
I’m guessing that’s because of the T-shirts and not the sunset?
There’s mischief in those eyes…
Walt the Fourth:
More like a threat!
Such a very pretty place, with pretty cats, and poles, and men. Take care of yourself.
David:
They handled the poles well.