I’ve decided that pomegranate trees are my most favourite fruit tree ever. They look alluring at any time of the year, even in the abject depths of the central Mediterranean winter, as you can see in one of my previous posts.
Here are a couple of close-up shots of pomegranate flowers and developing fruit, taken a a few days ago. They didn’t come out quite as crisp as I had hoped, but I nevertheless love that beguiling shade of scarlet red against the dark green foliage.
Glorious speckles, splodges, jaggedy edges, swirls and frilly bits.
Seeing red yet???
I spotted these poppies on top of a wall in Segovia.
And talking of weeds in high up places, the excessive rainfall we’ve had this spring is causing all manner of seeds, which have probably lain dormant for the past three hundred years, to sprout in the most unlikely places. There are weeds flourishing all the way around the top of my building.
It’s quite charming, in a way, but I do hope that someone will clear out those the gutters at some point… and we may have to call in DonQ armed with his paint roller.
Very therapeutic, this zooming in on flowers (they rarely manage to get away) and then hitting the LSD button.
[Warning: Viewing these may cause retinal detachment]
…not violets, but lobelia, I’ve just been informed 🙂
I’ve had a frustrating morning. I spent three hours watching the most interminable plod on Earth (aka Toledo’s Corpus Cristi procession, I’ve slagged it off before, see this post). Ok, it wasn’t any different from the year before – I knew full well what I was letting myself in for! – and I had some very good company, so it wasn’t all bad.
The most vexatious thing about it was that I took about a zillion photos and all of them turned out to be crap. And I mean ALL OF THEM. This is the best one (and only if you happen to have a thing for men in uniform):
Pathetic, right? Not that I fancy myself as possessing even a shred of photographic talent, but deleting dozens of abysmal pictures without having anything half-way presentable left to show for after an entire morning’s snapping session is a bit depressing.
But then, my day was saved by one of my new language exchange partners. She picked me up this afternoon for some practice at her house, and I took some flower pics in her garden, which cheered me up no end after this morning’s dismal defeat.
Not a flower, but a tiny pomegranate. I’d never seen them in the early stages of development before, so this was a delightful find
Pretty yellow flowers by the poolside
My first offering for Wordless Wednesday. Seems to be a new social movement. Or just a way of blogging for lazy people. The latter suits me down to the ground. I might still have a few spare windmills lying around. And now……. pssssssssssssst!!!
When people ask me what I do for a living, I tell them I write food industry related articles. About two minutes into the explanation, their eyes glaze over. In future, I’ll just send them a link to this post and then quickly shift to expounding on my cake preferences.
No freelance outfit is complete without auntie’s hand-knitted socks. They don’t need to match.
So, for those intrepid enough not to shy away from more detail, here are a couple of unadorned excerpts from my typical ‘work life’, which…erm… takes place at home.
My punishing daily schedule commences at the crack of 10.30am, when I instal myself at my desk, steaming mug of tea to my right (which I’ve managed to spill all over my keyboard only once so far) and professionally attired in my pyjamas freshly starched work uniform.
09 May 2013
This morning, I’m researching onions. Get a whiff of that glamour! And since I don’t know my onions (just yet), I’m looking at a French onion grower’s website for edifying insights. Their web designer has gone totally OTT. As soon as I enter, there’s an onion donning pink lipstick coming right at me, followed by an army of whirling dervish shallots. It’s giving me motion sickness. I’m trying very hard not to look directly at them, but to focus on the written info instead.
[It has to be seen to be believed. I dare you to click on this link, and then select any of the onion pictures. If you can gaze at pirouetting alliums for any longer than three minutes flat without getting queasy, I owe you a cake.]
29 April 2013
I’m writing a contribution for a trade journal entitled Nutraceuticals World. They want 2,000 words on the topic “functional food formulation trends”. I’m overjoyed, because it’s essentially a ‘Mary Shelley’ job – I’ll be bolting together three previously written articles to create a new one.
Sounds iffy, but, in this case, it’s perfectly legal. The articles I’m using as fodder have never been published in another magazine, but only on the website of the company who’s shuffling me this job. Ergo, the mag gets a unique contribution, and I get to charge twice for what is essentially the same copy. Everybody is happy 🙂
Although this is much quicker than writing a long article from scratch, the whole cobbling-it-together process is a tad fiddly – I’ve got to link the sections so that the piece flows smoothly, plus write the intro & conclusion and add several paragraphs with up-to-date material. I’m hoping for an outcome that’s closer to David Gandy than to the Frankenstein end of the continuum, but anywhere in between will do.
20 March 2013
The whole of Europe is in the throes of the horse meat scandal, and I’m loving every minute of it. A client asks me to add my two cents, and I gladly oblige. I even make it to “editor’s pick” that week, hurrraaah! OK, it’s not the Wall Street Journal, but better than a kick in the teeth.
Now, you might be wondering how I ever clambered up to these dizzying heights of the writing profession. Let’s just say it was a long and arduous process that entailed, amongst many other inhumane activities, the endless editing of food industry reports written by analysts with eclectic opinions, whose command of English wasn’t always the best. Here are some samples:
From a Russian hot drinks report:
Decaffeinated coffee is in disgrace of public mind for its weird nature
From a weight management products report, Thailand:
Moreover, diet programs are not working very well in Thailand where food is very tasty. Unlike European and other Asian food, Thai food is very tasty, spicy and delightful.
From a health and wellness industry report, Russia:
Among all diets, the most popular are the blood group diet, slag cleansing and consumption of different product categories separately. Slag cleansing include self therapy as one day a week of hunger or clinic therapy which can vary from random visit to a doctor or up to one month in sanatorium where hunger or very limited nutrition is applied together with spa.
When I’m not chained to my desk, I can be found in the wilds of the Toledo countryside, taking pictures of weeds
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Enjoying the bank holiday yesterday, my friend Sara and I went for a walk around Toledo. She kindly refrained from rolling her eyes when I stopped every five minutes to dig my camera out of the bottom of my bag. And so, today, I’ve got a handful of lovely snaps to post.
About half an hour after taking these, it suddenly started to piss down and we got soaked 😦
What’s it with those power lines?? Do they really need electricity on that flippin’ hill on the left, I ask you?!?
If you’d like to see another set of pictures of Toledo in spring, click here.
A couple of weeks ago, I already put up a picture of this tree in my Spring Arrives In Toledo post. Now with the warm weather kicking in, the tree has finally exploded in its full glory, so I thought I’d post another pic. And the scent is absolutely divine…
Lady Of The Cakes 