Sunday, 13 October 2013

Autumn!

Tomorrow will be a five weeks since we moved out of the house for the three day renovation job.  Sigh.  It was pretty much summer when we left and now it is definitely autumn.  Not autumn like in the UK though.  There isn’t much evidence of autumn leaves, the figs have shed some which turned brown on the ground but most of the other trees are evergreens.



We had a week of torrential rains interspersed with light drizzle and suddenly the grass is growing again.  And the birds are back, it is only now that we have birdsong in the morning that we realised how much we missed them through the long hot dry summer, when the only sound was the cicadas.
And these lovely delicate trumpety flowers have appeared everywhere.  They are called Autumn Snowflakes.



These have sprung up since the rain too.  Not sure exactly what they are, iris or some sort of lily perhaps, they could even be gladioli… we shall have to wait and see.



My crab apples are not as ripe as they would be in the UK at this time of year.  The crab apple and chilli jelly will have to wait.


But we do have some other trees with berries on them.  Not a clue I’m afraid.
And of course lots of lovely big fat olives.


Olive harvest is not until December, however, as we were walking home with the dog the other evening we met a neighbour who was carrying two large plastic bags full of olives that he had obviously just picked.  We exchanged pleasantries about the lovely weather but his accent was so thick that I didn’t feel confident enough to ask him why he had picked his olives so soon, I don’t think I would have understood the response.  But I am guessing that perhaps they were for pickling.  We did a little research on the internet and it would seem that if the olives are shiny then they are ripe.  Well some of ours are, and some are not. 
More investigation is needed so I am going to seek out a friendly local whose accent is a bit more understandable and find out if we should be preparing our olives for eating now or not.  I have my eye on a lovely pottery jar from the market for storing them in once they are cured – very rustic and very traditional. (I have since spoken to someone about this and I was mistaken... they weren't olives at all but a bag of grapes!  And we were given a huge bag to prove the point... very sweet and yummy! Oh well olives will have to wait a bit yet.)




In the meantime, as far as our house goes… we wait, we rant, we rave and we curse to each other and on our own but so far we have not lost our tempers to the builders – that would be pointless, we can’t speak enough Spanish to make any difference at all.  We are always polite when we see them… we believe we have been firm, that we have explained that we really need back into our home as soon as possible but all to no avail.  It really is the ‘manana’ attitude and we can’t find any way around it.  Even when they promise to finish a job the next day or after lunch they simply don’t turn up, sometimes for days… When this is finished we are going to do all future work ourselves.. if we possibly can.  

no problemo says Pedro
In the meantime we settle in for our sixth week camping.  The weather is definitely turning cool and I have caught a cold and feel pretty grotty, which doesn't help matters at all.  I know that next year I will love this season, the birdsong returning, the cool green grass that has sprung up everywhere.  Wild asparagus grows overnight and there is a feeling of well being and plenty in the air.  When it rained we saw the largest toads we have ever seen and even a salamander patrolling the pathway. 






 It was summer when we moved into the 
yurt and it has been great to test drive through sun and rain - yes a few adjustments were needed and have been carried out but now we are awaiting the arrival of the little stove which will make our yurt habitable during the colder months.



You can just see the yurt to the right and the shower block on the left.
And now I need a woolly jumper for first thing in the morning... but can I find them?


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