This weekend they’re holding the second biggest livestock fair on the island, at San Isidro, in Breña Alta. (The biggest is San Antonio del Monte, in June). People bring their animals, and there are prizes for the best milk cow, best bull, best goat, etc. Most of the animals are tied up in big field while they wait for the judging, and you can go around admiring them. (I hope…
I’m going to be on the local radio: Onda Cero between 6 pm and 6:30 pm. I hope to post a link to it afterwards.
Yes, I know this is all over Facebook. But if you haven’t seen it yet, you owe yourself 5 minutes. Sí, sé que esto está en todas partes en Facebook. Pero si usted no ha visto todavía, te debes a ti mismo 5 minutos. Ja, ich weiß, das ist überall auf Facebook. Aber wenn Sie es nicht gesehen haben noch schulden Sie sich 5 Minuten.
Look what I found on a walk in the Caldera. It’s huge for an insect – that body is about as big as my thumb. It was fluttering along as though it had only just come out of its chrysalis and its wings weren’t quite working yet, so I managed to get several photos. I thought it was a moth because of the fluttering movements and the thick body, but…
I got the first draft of the history section done, the first draft of the section about the KVA-60 telescope done, and the first and second drafts of the Stardust appendix done. And then I got toothache. Bad enough to slow me down, and to stop me writing at all on Wednesday and Thursday. But now I have temporary fillings, and life is nicer. Onward!
Today is mother’s day in Spain. Or rather, everywhere in Spain but here. And to the best of my knowledge, the first place in Spain to have an official Mother’s Day was Breña Baja. The local poet, Félix Duarte Pérez , left home for Venezuela at some horrendously young age (fifteen, I think). Not surprisingly, he missed his mother a good deal, and they sent each other lots of letters….