Sunday, November 17, 2013

What happened to the sofa?


Danilo and I agree on most things, but one thing we disagree on is the dogs. Dominicans believe dogs are animals and live outside. I believe they are pets and live inside. In previous houses we have had a large covered area outside the house where they lived, but we don’t have that here and so two out of the three dogs are allowed inside.

This would normally not be a major issue as one of them, Meg sleeps on the floor usually close to me, but Belinda the Great Dane insists on lying on a sofa. The solution I thought was to buy her a dog bed or to cover the sofa with a throw so that she wouldn't mess up the sofa. Apparently not.


The Dominican solution is to take all of the cushions off the sofa so that she can’t lie on them. So we have nowhere to sit and nor do visitors when they arrive.


I then negotiated that I could put a throw on one of the sofas on top of its base – that was agreed and so Belinda is a happy bunny – but we are still not allowed to put the other cushions out in case she decides to move.


Sticking with animals, when I woke up the other morning one of the cats was playing with what I thought was a mouldy carrot. I left him to play. Later in the day, Danilo picked up the mouldy carrot and brought it over to me.


Apologies for the bad photo, but I was shaking! It was no mouldy carrot, it was a snakes head. The only concern now, is where is the rest of the snake?

The barbecue is more or less there, and the spit is now in place too. It is to be inaugurated on Tuesday which is my birthday. Should be fun.


We are also working hard in the garden, weeding and replanting. Everything is growing much better now it is cooler. It would be easier, however, if I had the proper tools. I haven’t been able to find a garden spade, fork, hoe anything like that, so all work is done with a machete, pick axe, and planting done with the ever useful kitchen knife and a tablespoon.

One of the lovely things which has just happened though is Danilo planted lots of what I thought were just sticks, he called them Easter trees - flor de Pascua -  which I thought was a bit odd. They just looked like sticks with green leaves on to me. Now I understand, they are poinsettia trees.


They are all slowly turning red and are absolutely lovely.


And saving the best till last.

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6 comments:

  1. It was a pleasure to spread the word about your eventful life Lindsay - there's much to admire and inspire there it'd be a shame if anyone missed out.
    Those poinsettias look great, everyone thinks I'm nuts because I keep the ones people here give at Christmas, even after the flowers and striking red leaves are long gone - I just can't see what's right about throwing out a perfectly healthy plant. I LOVE my greenery. Enjoy your weeding!

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    1. Well thanks again and I hope more people read your blog. Some of the poinsettias are 10 feet tall - apparently they will all be totally red by Christmas. I have no idea what will happen to them afterwards whether all the leaves fall off or they turn green again.

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    2. poinsettias will stay with flowers until HOLY WEEK that is why they are called Flor de Pascua ! So until April you will enjoy them, - I believe the Christmas Breeze and the marking of the flowering of the Poinsettias / Flor de Navidad / Flor de Pascua is another miracle - it the way of GOD saying through the plants ! HERE I AM, I AM ALIVE, THIS IS MY TIME OF JOY FOR YOU !! - people share, companies give their bonus, present, mingling with friends, family comes to visit !!!and answer to your question: all the leaves will turn green until the next Christmas Season !
      Have a Happy Birthday !!!!!!

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  2. Happy Birthday Lindsay! I also share the same birthday as you along with a dear friend from Abreu.

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