An inquisitive old fart with a camera
I guess. 1966 Chrysler station wagon. Just parked in front of somebody’s nothing-special house.
Coming home along the Rambla (beach road) I passed a mid-50s Chevy with mag wheels following a mid-50s Ford T-bird. Special day today? It’s fathers day in the US, but not here for another three weeks.
It was a bit of a trick getting it in there – the bed of coals was hot!
I never noticed the rust on the stove until I looked at this photo. But I’m pretty sure this is the stove’s 10th year of service, so it has certainly fared better than our first, that rusted out inside in three years (Ñuke was the brand, if you insist).
With friends cleaning out and clearing out, I’ve handled lots of donated books. Knowing nothing about Russian, I thought this one looked interesting.
But by now I’ve had it a lot longer than three months, and I don’t know any more Russian than I did when I got it. None.
Fell out of pine tree in the back yard, landed intact, right side up, on walkway.
It’s the middle of winter here, so no harm done!
…were not on my shopping list. For the first time in (10?) years we have a great crop of oranges in the back yard.
This my result from the produce stand at the feria. I bought papas rojas, boniato zanahoria, morrones, berenjena, bruselas, bananas, brocoli, puerros, y tomates.
Go ahead, figure it out. And admire the headless 7 and lollipop 9 on the second, and whatever that is on the last item. She pulled out her phone to add these with a calculator. I don’t think I blame her.
The only positive ID I have is the morrones (bell peppers), indicated by my check mark. Interpreting the U as a V for verde (green), one can extrapolate that the bent staple shape above it is meant to be an R for rojo (red). Other than that, you’re on your own.
What ARE those things? Little worms or slugs writhing toward the light?
No: dog treats. A friend gave me them. Dogs like them. I’m not sure why he had them, since he has not had a dog for a long while. He told me there was a dog walker on a bike with about ten dogs. He threw them some treats, and the guy on the bike had to scramble to avoid a crashing to the ground.
So, I said, you’ve made ten new friends and one new enemy.