August has come to an end and something autumnal is making itself felt here. The colors painted by the sunlight have become more intense. The sky is bluer and the nights are cooler. But the strength of the currents in the sea and the power of the waves have also…
Via a goat farm, the path leads from the small village of Femés up to the Ajaches, one of the oldest parts of the Canary Islands. Rocks covered in shell limestone bear witness to dormant times under the sea. But reddish earth also appears here with basalt-like rock formations and…
Día de Canarias, Canary Islands Day, is May 30th! White, blue and yellow flags adorn schools, village squares and restaurants. Gofio is a must today, as well as the vibrating strings of a timple. Black hats, cachorros, on men’s heads, goats and dried fish… Despite my lack of patriotic inclination,…
Today I write from my beautiful living room table. People sometimes ask me how I come up with my texts. I take this question with astonishment, because it is strange to realize that this blog really does reach people near and far and then – oh shock – can also…
The island is celebrating its biggest festival this weekend: the Virgen de los Dolores brought the lava flows in the heart of the island to a halt. To thank her, pilgrims in traditional dress will make their way to Mancha Blanca on Saturday. An opportunity to walk car-free through the…
Yesterday I caught myself thinking: “Oh, if only it could rain.” Listening inwardly, it was not so much the longing for moisture for nature that spoke to me as a very specific need that lies dormant in some people. It is awakened, crescendo, at the height of the outward buzz…
If you leave the house in the middle of the island in the morning, you will find yourself in a thick cloud of fog. Timanfaya is hidden behind a gray curtain, from which at most a moon-shaped sun could be glimpsed. Not a breath of air stirs in the subdued…
