NATURE STUFF
Things are quiet here, and we are enjoying the lull. The weather has been neither great nor awful. We have been busy with little things, puttering, shopping, reading, and generally preparing for our next transatlantic foray.
We got to see the full moon, then the red moon eclipse, but not the comet that was supposed to be visible with the naked eye after. I am not good at sitting and seeing a gradual change so I drifted in to read, and when I came out, the clouds covered everything anyway. The ancients must have been way more patient than I am when they were able to sit and wait for something to happen as they watched some of these events.
But nature is always fascinating, even if I do not always enjoy trimming the bushes or picking the slugs off of the basil and tomato plants. I know I sent pictures last year of the olive trees in bloom, and better pictures than these of caper plants. But this is a different year and different time, and daily caper picking trips are imbued with a special note of danger after seeing the tick Carl brought home from a walk here. Today I had a fine time finding new bushes, and even risked my life climbing a small cliff to get some. Those darn plants just cannot live in normal spots. Makes me wonder why it is so tough getting my own caper plant started! Its still just holding on. Anyway, I went off the track to get a good bunch today and remembered the tick. So I looked down in time to see a tick walk out of my sandal! I ran home and stripped and sure enough, one had gotten itself attached to the crotch of my jeans, on the outside, thank goodness. Later we killed another one just walking around the terrace. Ick!!
There was a fleet of very small boats right in front of us this cloudy AM and we know that Paolo was among them because his boat was not in port when Steve checked later. Wonder what kind of fish they were all after? They left around pranza and have not returned, but there are plenty of fishing boats off of the point today. I expect Paolo to show up with a sample of his catch.
Finally, last night we saw the end of the latest Italian reality show Grande Fratello 4, or Big Brother. They broke all audience records with this one and marketed it pretty cleverly-it was on IN THE MIDDLE of the word show that we watch daily to improve our Italian. The show, Passaparole (password), would go on for an hour, then GF would come on for ½ an hour, then the end of the quiz show. The winner, Serena, worked at not annoying anyone, and the more dynamic personalities were eliminated one by one. She had crushes on two different guys who did not reciprocate, and everyone felt sorry for her for her bravery and cheerful demeanor. Gag!
We got to see the full moon, then the red moon eclipse, but not the comet that was supposed to be visible with the naked eye after. I am not good at sitting and seeing a gradual change so I drifted in to read, and when I came out, the clouds covered everything anyway. The ancients must have been way more patient than I am when they were able to sit and wait for something to happen as they watched some of these events.
But nature is always fascinating, even if I do not always enjoy trimming the bushes or picking the slugs off of the basil and tomato plants. I know I sent pictures last year of the olive trees in bloom, and better pictures than these of caper plants. But this is a different year and different time, and daily caper picking trips are imbued with a special note of danger after seeing the tick Carl brought home from a walk here. Today I had a fine time finding new bushes, and even risked my life climbing a small cliff to get some. Those darn plants just cannot live in normal spots. Makes me wonder why it is so tough getting my own caper plant started! Its still just holding on. Anyway, I went off the track to get a good bunch today and remembered the tick. So I looked down in time to see a tick walk out of my sandal! I ran home and stripped and sure enough, one had gotten itself attached to the crotch of my jeans, on the outside, thank goodness. Later we killed another one just walking around the terrace. Ick!!
There was a fleet of very small boats right in front of us this cloudy AM and we know that Paolo was among them because his boat was not in port when Steve checked later. Wonder what kind of fish they were all after? They left around pranza and have not returned, but there are plenty of fishing boats off of the point today. I expect Paolo to show up with a sample of his catch.
Finally, last night we saw the end of the latest Italian reality show Grande Fratello 4, or Big Brother. They broke all audience records with this one and marketed it pretty cleverly-it was on IN THE MIDDLE of the word show that we watch daily to improve our Italian. The show, Passaparole (password), would go on for an hour, then GF would come on for ½ an hour, then the end of the quiz show. The winner, Serena, worked at not annoying anyone, and the more dynamic personalities were eliminated one by one. She had crushes on two different guys who did not reciprocate, and everyone felt sorry for her for her bravery and cheerful demeanor. Gag!
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