Tue 24.Dec.2013
Rhodes, Greece
Christmas Eve on the Edge of Europe.
Let's see if I can get one last page o' pix out before midnight.
On a rainy Thursday I ignored the street market. I missed my
supply of fresh fruit, but foo on the rain. So ... I hoofed it
way down to the Saturday market last weekend, for this week's oranges
and photos.
This pineapple would not have made a bad Christmas decoration. I wonder
where it grew - probably not Rhodes, or even Greece?
Merry Christmas
A christmas-colored bin of bells to celebrate the season.
Not only have I learned to tell clementines from plain old mandarin oranges
here, I've become a real fan of the sweet little spheroids.
Does anybody know what these are called? They are bigger than they look -
about twice as long as my fist. I haven't a clue what they are. If lemons, they
are well-disguised. They look more like some kind of squash.
Enough with the market pictures.
Tower of the Virgin, guarding the approach to the San Francisco gate to the old city.
Its round shape identifies it as a newer tower. A round tower resists all but the most
precise hits from a cannon. Off-center hits glance off, doing little damage.
None of this mattered before the middle 1400's, when cannon technology became good
enough to matter. Before then, the crusaders built square towers.
We gotta get it on
with a wiggle in the middle.
- John Hartford
Around home.
Upstairs.
Plastic spoons for my breakfast yogurt and honey. The former yogurt tubs
make good bowls.
Downstairs.
Fun with familiar words spelled new ways. Stuffed mushrooms with
spinach and mozarella. Tasty stuff! I just finished a helping of it.
More mystery fruit.
Does anybody know what these big green fruit are.
They are about the size of an American football.
The wonderfully twisting roots of a biggus ficus tree near Sophocleous
Square in the medieval city.
Sunnuvagun! I made it with plenty of time still to upload, and notify everybody.
I hope you are all warm and safe and with good friends for the holiday.
Kala Xristougenna
everybody!