The lesson of loss

For the past few weeks I have had the sorrow and also the privilege of spending the last days and indeed hours of my father’s life at his bedside. I say privilege, because I have so many friends who have lost their parents suddenly and not been able to say goodbye and hold their hands…

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Impromptu lesson in cooking paella for 50

Andalucians love to eat, drink and party, and no time is this more apparent than during social gatherings. Be it a religious celebration, a family affair, or simply a friendly get-together, any Spanish gathering is synonymous with lots and LOTS of food! My husband has been taking a woodcarving class this spring and the end-of-term…

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Edging the void on quivering knees

Last weekend, our hiking club Pasos Largos (large steps) arranged a 16 km climb of the Sierra de las Nieves. A national park and  UNESCO Biosphere since 1995, this snowy mountain chain has barely seen any snow this winter. Years ago, ice was transported down the mountains and sold for refrigeration, though I cannot possibly see how…

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Birth at a Roman ruin

Living in a place with Roman and Arab ruins abound, one could become jaded. We had been told that Andalucia’s best-preserved Roman theatre laid merely 20 minutes drive away, yet we had been ‘too busy’ to go and explore it. One day we saw the sign for Ronda Veija and decided to drive and check…

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A most ‘florido’ season

  April is here and the fields have been transformed into a deep green colour, looking like a velvet patchwork carpet with stone fences as seams. Though the poppies won’t come out in their full splendor until May, the country has started looking like a Monet painting. On our walk the other morning (it is…

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Palm Sunday with the gypsies

In Norway, Easter is synonymous with spring skiing, while in Canada it seems to be all about bunnies and egg hunts. Nothing wrong with chocolate and skiing, of course, but Spanish Easter is certainly more spiritual. Yesterday was Domingo de Ramos or Palm Sunday and the holiest week in the Catholic calendar has begun. Andalucía’s…

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Food shopping in the ‘hood’

Since we moved to Spain, we are relieved that our  300 000-mile Canadian diet (wild guess…) has been reduced considerably. We use olive oil, cheese, meat, oranges and wine from Ronda’s own  fincas and bodegas. In the winter months the majority of our fruit and vegetables are probably transported an hour up from the coast, but we…

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Mind over matter

  It always amazes me how nature finds its way, in spite of our most concerted efforts to dissuade life with cement and concrete. Therefore, I love the way Andalucian roof-tiles and stonewalls seem to allow flowering neighbours to take residence in their midst.

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Car Boot sale with Sunny and Cher

A car boot sale, as the name implies, is where people sell stuff from the boot of their car. These markets happen all up and down the coast, with the largest one held at the fairgrounds in Fuengirola. This weekend we decided to check it out, driving down to the coast with empty bags, spare…

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