The other side of the beach

Our beach (Rueta), is split by a river running into the sea and we can’t cross it – well, I guess we could, but sometimes it runs fast and we are cautious of Daisy getting swept away. However last week,…

Our beach (Rueta), is split by a river running into the sea and we can’t cross it – well, I guess we could, but sometimes it runs fast and we are cautious of Daisy getting swept away. However last week,…

…you have to imagine these taken through a non-smudgey window. Unfortunately our window is rather blurry and we need a tall ladder to clean it. We did inherit a tall ladder with the house, but it was held together with…

We get a lot of snails. When we moved in the house looked a bit like a snail’s graveyard as I think they had come in over the years when the house was covered in ivy and there were several…

I like nasturtriums and had tried to grow them a few times in Extremadura, but couldn’t keep them alive in the summer. So I thought I’d try here. I’ve been so pleased that the ones I planted from seed have…
I thought it might be fun to join us on a drive to Burela. Unfortunately, after a couple of minutes, I dropped my glasses, bit started falling off the car, the sun visor slipped down so I stopped! I will…

Ian has been working really hard on our Huerta – which included piercing the waterpipe which runs under the garden – oops! But on the positive side, we now know we have an outside waterpipe with a working tap by…

We had to go to the council offices last week in Cervo. Cervo is Galician for deer and this is the coat of arms. I’ve seen deer in the field now occupied by the horses, they were small but I…

We went to Viveiro (pooping nativity scene town) to watch their Domingo de Ramos parade. This translates as Sunday of the branches. The Semana Santa parades in Viveiro are famous and declared a fiesta of cultural interest. I don’t think…

We’ve been doing some work on the garden. I’ve been strimming it as much as possible to keep the nettles, ivy and brambles down, but on some of the garden it’s growing back as soon as I strim it, I…