All seems well with gingi

Gingi seem to be OK, she survived the night and seems quite perky today although the hens have all decided to stay inside their house today. I have strung a network of white polypropolene string across their enclosure, hopefully enough to discourage any more airborn predators from coming down.

There was a rather sad looking apple treee struggling to survive near one of the front gates, I dug it up today and found it had been tied to a stake with nylon cord that had become deeply embedded in the bark, it was also planted in a mix of builder's rubble and gravel so I would imagine was bone dry for much of the spring and summer - no wonder it was struggling. It has now joined the huerta or orchard that we are planting in the rich soil down the West side of the garden between the house and the eucalyptus.

Weather is still on and off wet and windy but quite comfortable as far as temperature goes. When we moved to Cornwall I met the word 'mizzle' for that sort of rain that is somewhere between thick mist and drizzle...out here we ahve met another word that works really well - they call heavy showers 'tormentias' and inded they are a torment.

As we get our ear in to Galego we are starting to catch on to what one of the local old ladies says, it is always pretty much the same line of conversation something along the lines of "What fettle canny lad, ahm eyty two years ald ye naa, look me hair all fell out cos of me medication and ah hev te gan te hospital te have an operation soon." We wonder if one day we will be able to differentiate between regional dialects here - at the moment we are struggling to get more than about 20% of what they say and cant really tell if its Galego or Castilian....poco a poco.

Its getting dark I had better go and baricade the hens in for the night.