Thursday, 7 May 2009

A house, finally....

well, a finca, or small farm, really. It's been a while since the last posting, but it's been a tumultuous few weeks.... But here goes!

It might not look like much at the moment, as it's been in the hands of people who just haven't cared for years and years, but soon it will be back in shape. It has some beautiful features, especially the windows across the length of the living room and an open fireplace, and it's set on 12 hectares about a 20 minute bike ride from town. Which means no more hearing mums scream at their children through the walls...what a relief! The fruit trees -- peaches, apples, quinces, mainly -- have been badly neglected, too, but that has to remain a secondary priority as it's not a working farm. It's just another one of the many farms that have been left to wither away as people head in droves towards towns. So although everybody thinks it's crazy to move even one house beyond the city limits...there is silence at night, real darkness so that you can see the stars, and space, lots of space. All things that seem to terrorise townspeople.

In my next posting: the Trials and Tribulations of the Quematutti (woodburner) and The Night of the Pericote....

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