Aliens? / Extraterrestres?

THEIR HOME PLANET must be brutally cold. It was 12C (54F) here in Fuengirola that afternoon and they were dressed for summer. In any case, shouldn’t this sort of alien be illegal?

SU PLANETA NATAL debe ser brutalmente frío. Hacía 12C (54F) aquí en Fuengirola esa tarde y estaban vestidos para el verano. En cualquier caso, ¿no debería ser ilegal este tipo de extranjero?

Cactus Flowers Hibiscus Moon

We’ve had flowers all winter but our plants seem to be ecstatic that spring is nearly here. Even the small cacti San Geraldo planted mid-February are covered with buds and blossoms. They’ll dry out and remain where they are. I get pricked just looking at the things. The plants on the terrace have also been celebrating. Today they’re aglow in the sunshine and protected behind our glass curtain from San Geraldo’s (raging) cyclonic winds, and the rain that’s expected to arrive later today and to linger all day tomorrow. (Click the images to see the beauty close-up.)

FEBRUARY 18, FRESHLY PLANTED.
MARCH 13, MAKING THEMSELVES AT HOME.
I REMOVED THE LINT (TOP RIGHT) WITH TWEEZERS.
THE LOWER (DRY) FLOWER WAS THERE WHEN WE BOUGHT IT.
I THOUGHT IT MIGHT BE FAKE.
THE COLLECTION OF HIBISCUS ON OUR TERRACE ARE OVERJOYED.
WITH BOUGAINVILLEA IN BACKGROUND.
AND CHECK OUT MY ‘MOON SHOT’ TAKEN LAST NIGHT!
AS I REPEATEDLY TELL SAN GERALDO, I LOVE MY NEW
CANON POWERSHOT SX720 HS WITH 40X OPTICAL ZOOM.

You’ve Got A Spot To Fill

You might remember that we had a glass curtain installed to enclose our entire terrace. As a result, winter has been transformed. No more cyclonic winds. And no more decimated plants. San Geraldo planted a collection of Amaryllis bulbs in a long pot outside the living room doors so that we could enjoy the blooms while inside or out on the terrace. They’ve been blooming since the third week in November and show no sign of stopping. We’ve read all the special instructions for caring for amaryllis bulbs between blooms, but won’t take the trouble. The chiringuito (beach bar) across the street, has three large stone planters filled with Amaryllis that bloom dramatically every spring and are left to the ravages of the weather the rest of the year. They’re thriving. Maybe ours will, too.

(Click the images to “Amaryllisize.”)

YESTERDAY.

“… at least a preview of Easter…”

Costa Winter Fashion

Rational people are bundled up here on the Costa del Sol. It’s winter, you know. Today didn’t get above 15C (61F) with a low of 13C (55F) and that doesn’t account for the combination of high humidity and wind chill. San Geraldo’s cyclonic winds were out in force. It’s expected to go as low as 10C (50F) tonight. Fortunately, the wind has died down. So the real feel shouldn’t dip much lower than about 8C (46F).

You can always tell the tourists from the locals around here. I was kept just barely warm in my fleece-lined, hooded sweatshirt (and my scarf), while others walked by the cafe this morning in shorts and T-shirts.

Today’s fashionable photos were collected throughout November and December. The only one taken in today’s chill was the one at upper right. You’ll notice the guy had his hands in his pockets to keep warm, and the woman with him had goose bumps (well, she must have). (And that’s a walking stick reaching to the ground from the left leg of his shorts… or at least I think it is.)

We’re heading out for dinner shortly. Excuse me while I unpack my long underwear and down-filled parka.

GO AHEAD, CLICK THE PIC.

In case my recent choices of music haven’t clued you in, this has been a season of melancholy and too much self-reflection at our house.


“Time, time, time, see what’s become of me.”

From Toledo to Corpus Christi

In the past few weeks we’ve gone from Toledo to Corpus Christi. And we haven’t left Spain.

Corpus Christi is a “feast” celebrating the belief in the body and blood of Christ in the Eucharist (bread and wine). That’s all the religion you’ll get from me today.

I attended the festivities because Paula (Tynan and Elena’s adored 13-year-old daughter who is a gifted oboe player) was marching at noon in Benalmádena Pueblo. Benalmádena is the town just east of us. Benalmádena Pueblo is the old town and a white village similar to Mijas Pueblo (click here).

A tradition at Corpus Christ is to adorn procession routes with intricate flower mosaics. The art on Calle Real was lovingly created in the morning and happily trod upon a few hours later. Other streets were strewn with carnations and greenery, terraces were adorned with elegant shawls and tapestries, walls were lined with flowers and plants.

It was promoted as the festival of Corpus Christi only because they couldn’t publicly admit that all the festivities were in honor of our upcoming 5-year renewal (see yesterday’s post).

(Click the images to see how big Benalmádena Pueblo went in our honor.)

MY FIRST VIEW FROM THE TOP OF CALLE REAL.

WORKING MY WAY DOWN CALLE REAL.
CONTINUING ALONG THE WAY.
REACHING THE END
(AND ALL BEFORE THE MAJOR CROWSD ARRIVED).
CALLE ALAMOS DECORATED AND STREWN WITH CARNATIONS AND GREENERY.
PLAZA DE ESPAÑA.
CALLE ALAMOS FROM THE OTHER DIRECTION.
LOCAL PRIVATE DISPLAYS OUTSIDE HOMES.
(ABOVE, AND THE TWO THAT FOLLOW.)
A LOCAL BROTHERHOOD’S TRIBUTE
ON PLAZA ANDALUCÍA.
AFTER THE PARADE PASSES BY.
OUR FAVORITE PAULA!
MY FEET AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW…

Sorry for the poor sound quality.
This band is really good!

A final note (and smile) from Paula…