Hello lovely peeps! It's nearly Christmad! Sorry, typo, I mean Christmas of course but it is a bit mad isn't it. At least in the UK it is, I know. Here in Spain it is all a lot more relaxed. So I'm still smiling. Are you smiling too?
Let me show you my postcard:
It comes from Belarus and was sent by Ekaterina who lives in Minsk. It's all about Belarusian cuisine but I can't find anywhere what I'm looking at. Is it borscht soup? I got Google Translate out and it came up with this:
Does that make sense?...
The stamp is pretty:
It features a Hazel Hen. Wikipedia tells me this:
The hazel grouse (Tetrastes bonasia), sometimes called the hazel hen, is one of the smaller members of the grouse family of birds. It is a sedentary species, breeding across the Palearctic as far east as Hokkaido, and as far west as eastern and central Europe, in dense, damp, mixed coniferous woodland, preferably with some spruce. The bird is sometimes referred to as "rabchick" (from рябчик) by early 20th century English speaking travellers to Russia.
Now what have I been up to? One of the highlights of the week was a walk I did with my friend Antonia.
We did a newly set out route called Historical Irrigation Channels.
There are four different channels in Caniles and the Aguacía (photo above) is one of them.
Below you can see one channel:
Below is a close-up of the info panel:
The info in English reads: The municipality of Caniles preserves a valuable and complex network of irrigation channels of Andalusian origin, designed to make the most of available water resources and the survival of population and crops. The structures have been adapting efficiently to the terrain for centuries, continuing a true testament to local ecological knowledge.
We walked 7.5 km and hadn't finished the route, but it was getting dark so we left the last bit for another time.
It was a lovely walk and we met several people harvesting olives:
They spread nets on the floor and then hit the tree with a stick until the olives fall on the ground:
Most olive trees are ripe for harvest, but sometimes people harvest well into January:
Can you see the dark olives on the tree?
Those were some of my smiles this week. I hope to read about your smiles soon too.
I will give you some funnies at the end. For now I wish everyone a lovely weekend.
Lisca
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