Tuesday, 21 November 2017

A Postcard A Day - Tuesday 21 Nov 2017 - T for a partridge, a birthday and some snow

Hello lovely people. How are you'all? It's T-Day again, when we share something drink related in our post. I found it difficult to find anything this morning, but I remembered I took a photo of our meal last week. I had cooked a Dutch meat-based dish called 'hachee' (pron: ha-sjay). I cooked the beef in the slow cooker and served it on a bed of home made mashed potatoes. Yum.

Of course I had to have a glass of red wine with that. (Sorry Elizabeth, I know you don't drink that). Later on I'm going to link up with Elizabeth and Bluebeard at Altered Book Lover. Why don't you join us?

Saturday I was in the stairwell (our house is built over four floors so there are a lot of stairs) and I spotted a bird. It was not sitting by the door as in the photo but halfway up the stairs.

I recognized it as being a 'perdiz' or in English, a red legged partridge. Around here they are used as game birds and are mostly reared in captivity. 
He or she is a Little beauty. It also has a tag on its leg, so obviously belongs to someone local. 

The partridge is a médium bird, somewhere between a pheasant and a quail in size. They live and nest on the ground and eat seeds and insects. So the famous song of the Partridge in a Pear Tree is not realistic as you would not find them in a tree.

My postcard this week is from a series of posters during WWII. This one encourages people to save energy and fuel. Particularly difficult for the English and their bath culture. I have been told that people had to have a bath in a few inches of wáter. Nice!

This Little chappie is my gorgeous grandson Luciano. He turned three last week. Here he is with his mummy (my daughter-in-law) getting ready to blow the candles. He can't count yet so it doesn't matter he has 6 candles. The more the merrier.

The weather here is still beautiful and sunny. We are praying for rain. It hasn't rained in nearly a year. (apart from a few drops). It did snow in higher altitude though not long ago.

I took this picture while travelling on the motorway near where I  live.(through the windscreen). No, I wasn't driving. My hubby was driving.
 It is the famous Sierra Nevada, which translates as 'snowy mountain'. The is a lovely ski resort up there but that cannot be seen from this side.

Someone (Loli) from our local photoclub had a much better photo and it was accepted by the TV station and shown. She sent me a photo of her tv screen(as I don't have tv)

I think I will leave it at that. 
A big hug to you all and of course I wish all my American friends a very blessed Thanksgiving.
Happy T-Day,

Friday, 17 November 2017

A Postcard A Day - Friday 17 Nov 2017 - Friday Smiles

Hello lovely people, Happy Friday to you!
How are you all? Have you had plenty to smile about? I have.

Let me tell you about my week.... well, I have been in bed with a bad cold! I have not been to the gym and have hardly been out of the house. So there is not much to report.

But that didn't last long and I am feeling better now and have been out and about since yesterday.
I have written quite a few postcards while i was at home feeling sorry for myself.
This was one of them. It is one of the posters made by Alphonse Mucha. Very daring for its day I would say. They realised even then that a bit of pretty flesh would sell a bicycle/car/whatever.

And as we are in the mood for smiles, how about this cute card?
Two donkeys. Aren't they gorgeous.

The post mistress had some stamps for me (How unusual) and they are very beautiful:
It is a Christmas stamp and features Joseph (or San José in Spanish) from the Napolitan nativity scene in a church called Santo Domingo de la Calzada (La Rioja). Italian nativity scenes are huge. They are to be found in large churches but also in public buildings and squares. A couple of years ago we came across one in the indoor market in Valencia.

The outside of the market looked like this:
Changing the subject, yesterday we popped out to our local garden centre:


 I had received a voucher from our friends when we celebrated our anniversary in August. I wanted some climbing plants for our little patio downstairs.
I ended up buying two evergreen jasmins:

 Look at the height of those!

I love walking around garden centres. Here they are not as huge as in the UK, where they have diversified so much. There is no coffee shop, not gift shop, no clothes department, no garden furniture, no children's playground nor miniature railway. Just plants and flowers.

O, yes, they did sell ceramic letters (to put on the house or door)
How about that Little cheeky chappie in the window sill?

If he doesn't make you smile....

One last photo:
A pomegranate on the tree. The fruit had burst open and you can see the red inside.
That is it from me today. I hope you will join me at Annie's at A Stitch in Time and at Virginia's Rocking you World Friday.

Have a good week and...
Keep smiling,

Tuesday, 14 November 2017

A Postcard A Day - Tuesday 14 Nov 2017 - T for porcelain clay and a certain Rosa

Good morning lovely people,
It's T-Day again! I will be sharing something to do with a drink later on.
But first, here is my postcard. I received it this week from Hongkong.

It is beautiful and shows the process of making porcelain out of clay in ancient China. The stamps are also beautiful:

Can you see them clearly? I hope they enlarge sufficiently to see. The one on the right reads : Kitchen ware  street. A you can see the card was bought at the museum of tea ware! Very appropriate for T-Day I would say!

Some of you might know that now I'm retired I like to play online computer games. My hubby and I both play Elvenar, and I alone also play Forge Of Empire, a city building game that is based on the course of history. Every phase in the game is an era of history. I am playing in the late middle ages at the moment. Every now and then they do special quests about famous people throughout history. Last month it was Ghandi and now it is Rosa Parks:

This is what I found on the internet about her:

By refusing to give up her seat to a white man on a Montgomery, Alabama, city bus in 1955, black seamstress Rosa Parks (1913—2005) helped initiate the civil rights movement in the United States. The leaders of the local black community organized a bus boycott that began the day Parks was convicted of violating the segregation laws. Led by a young Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., the boycott lasted more than a year—during which Parks not coincidentally lost her job—and ended only when the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that bus segregation was unconstitutional. Over the next half-century, Parks became a nationally recognized symbol of dignity and strength in the struggle to end entrenched racial segregation.

I was only 4 year old at the time, so I don't remember, but I have Heard about her. It must have taken courage in those days to do that. What a lady!

My postcard could qualify me for T-Day but I would like to share a few images with you which I found:

I want to eat my cereal out of this every morning

There's a whole set of these apparently:

Plus a tea pot:
by Esther Horchner
I'm afraid I will be out until late tonight so comments will be as from tomorrow.
Happy T-Day all!

Friday, 10 November 2017

A Postcard A Day - Friday 10 Nov 2017 - Friday Smiles

Sorry I'm late. I'm ill in bed with flu-like symptoms and a very sore throat. Just because I am not smiling at the moment doesn't mean I have not had any smiles this week.

A big smile was my hubby sweeping the chimney and re-installing it so we can have the stove on.

We have no central heating but a stove that burns almond shells and/or olive pips and/or pellets on one side and wood on the other.
Because of the wood the chimney pipe is double skinned and stainless steel.
On the floor you can see the top bit that has to be attached to the part that he is cleaning. It is all up and running and now we light the fire in the evening as it gets cold when the sun has gone.

Now for some postcards:
 I received this one last week. It shows the cover of Vogue magazine June 1, 1940. Europe was at war (The Netherlands had capitulated on the 15th of May 1940) so for me it is strange to see 50 bathing suits on the front cover. I do realize that the US were not at war, but still....

The stamps are lovely:

The other one is a pin-up:
In her hand she holds a letter which says:"Happy Postcrossing" (Postcrossing is the organisation I belong to to Exchange postcards).
Anyone remember stockings and suspender belts? I certainly do. Stockings were bought one pair at a time and they came in a pretty plastic box. My mum still has one in which she keeps her silver tea spoons.
The card was sent to me from Russia, in an envelope with some ephemera in it. So the stamps on the card are not real stamps but stickers that come with the stamps.
I am showing you these because the one on the left shows Russian lace and the other one looks like a cross stitch design.

Here is some street art I found recently. That would be me on the bed at the moment...

I will go and link up with Annie at A Stitch In Time and with Virginia at Rocking your World Friday and finish with some 'product lies' which might make you smile.

Bye for now. Have a good week,

Tuesday, 7 November 2017

A Postcard A Day - Tuesday 7 Nov 2017 - T for wine, cattle and dark matter

Hello lovely peeps, How is life treating you all? I've had a great weekend, and photos are to be seen in a minute. First I must say that I am going to link up with Elizabeth and Bleubeard at Altered Book Lover, and join the T-party. Any blog with a drink related ítem will qualify.

I would like to tell you about the Spanish bota bags which are still widely used in our área. The bota de vino is a wineskin, used for wine (or wáter or any non-fizzy drink).
Traditionally, bota bags were lined with goat bladders, in other cases tree sap or other resins were used to prevent liquids from seeping through.

Modern bota bags have a plastic liner and a nozzle.

Drinking from a wineskin takes a bit of practice. You have to raise the skin until a stream of liquid comes out which you direct into your mouth without touching the nozzle. With one hand you direct the stream and with the other you squeeze the bag. Great fun!

From the photo above you can tell that I am a novice as I am holding the bag too close to my mouth.

I have just finished Reading the book:

I enjoyed it immensely. This is the summary I found on BookBrowse:
A brilliantly plotted, relentlessly surprising science-fiction thriller from the author of the bestselling Wayward Pines trilogy.
"Are you happy with your life?"

Those are the last words Jason Dessen hears before the masked abductor knocks him unconscious.

Before he awakens to find himself strapped to a gurney, surrounded by strangers in hazmat suits.

Before a man Jason's never met smiles down at him and says, "Welcome back, my friend."

In this world he's woken up to, Jason's life is not the one he knows. His wife is not his wife. His son was never born. And Jason is not an ordinary college physics professor, but a celebrated genius who has achieved something remarkable. Something impossible.

Is it this world or the other that's the dream? And even if the home he remembers is real, how can Jason possibly make it back to the family he loves? The answers lie in a journey more wondrous and horrifying than anything he could've imagined - one that will force him to confront the darkest parts of himself even as he battles a terrifying, seemingly unbeatable foe.

Dark Matter is a brilliantly plotted tale that is at once sweeping and intimate, mind-bendingly strange and profoundly human - a relentlessly surprising science-fiction thriller about choices, paths not taken, and how far we'll go to claim the lives we dream of.

I found it one of those books that made me think about my life and the choices that i made in it (whether good or bad) and all the 'what-ifs' it evokes. The science fiction element of the book is far-fetched but very frightening. One day they might invent something like that.... oh no, I hope not!

Let's move to something a bit more down to earth. Last Sunday I went on a hike with members of the local photo club. The idea was to photograph the autumn colours.

We went to a part of the Sierra Nevada nearest to where we live, a place called Dehesa de Camarate. The dehesa is a forest formed by holm oaks (encinas), cork oaks or other species, with a lower stratum of grasslands or bushes, where the activity of the human being has been intense in practically the whole forest and are generally destined to the maintenance of the cattle, to the hunting activity and to the use of other forest products (firewood, cork, mushrooms, etc.)

The trees were beautiful. We saw lots of maple, wild cherries and encinas.

It was a three hour walk through the forest to the top. The views were magnificent.

This particular dehesa has traditionally been used to rear bulls. In the photo below you see a building called 'cargador' which translates as 'loader'. They would drive the vehicle to the end of the building.

The cattle would be driven through passeges into a holding área (below) and then one of the hatches would open and the animal could then walk straight into the cattle truck.

The buildings look quite tatty and I think they are no longer used. But I don't know. Perhaps they do still use them....

There was certainly lots of cattle about. They roam free. I managed to catch a few on camera that were not munching.

This must have been the jeep of the rangers. Perhaps some hay for their horses.

Here is a herd seen from above.

And this is one of the beauties I met on the way.

That is it for this week. I hope you enjoyed the walk as much as I did. At least you won't have the muscle ache that I have now. (and I thought I was fit!)

Happy T-Day,