Full of memories day

My swap friend send me the link to this giveaway, you have to write about how your perfect quilt shop will be, good luck!
Link: http://yellowbirdart.blogspot.com/2009/05/winners-new-stuff-to-give-away.html

This memorial day, for some reason, is full os memories to me. Maybe it is that is has benn cloudy for days, of that the green in the trees has a magical color, maybe it is because the whole city is silent, even with the Bolder Boulder and rubber duck race... I feel melancholic, i made some "crepes-pancake" with coconut milk and my husband and my dog loved them. I burned the left index finger, I eel like writing, like being silent, just looking out to the quiet trees...

Turn the page... Tuesday

Believe or not, my eye catched the title of the book in the library when I was looking for somethng else. This is the complete title: The delighted States, a Book of Novels, Romances, and Their Unkown Translators, containing Ten Languages, Set on Four Continents, and Accompanied by Maps, Portraits, Squiggles, Illustrations, and a Variety of Helpful Indexes. The author that came with this title is Adam Thirlwell. And the book hides other suprises too, if you put it upside down and give it a 360 degrees turn, it turns ito the translation of Madesmoille O, a story by vladimir Nabokov, translated by Thirlwell first to the English and then to French.
I'm not trying to scare you, the book is one of hte freshest I have ever seen, it reads like fiction, and as I always say, life is far more interesting than ficition itself. I love the introductory scene, for example, the description of a suitcase, and all the places it has travelled to. Or the story of the first and lost translation of Madam Bovary to the English, made by Flaubert himself and his French tutor, a woman that caused him some problems in stairs and dinners...
This is a novel inside of a novel, and the authors, are sometimes the characters too. Some of the people that inhabits his little atlas are Jorge Luis Borges, Flaubert, Sterne, Tolstoy, James Joyce, Jane Austen, William Hogarth, MIguel de Cervantes, Vladimir Nabokov, Madame Bovary, Alexander the Emperor, Alice in Worderland, Berlin, Kafka and other men and women, main characters, cities, cafes,
This is the story ot the untold stories, of the misteries unveiled, of the relationships and serendipities that formed what we know now as the literary world. The equivalent will be seeing the characters of a circus before they get out of the curtains, but not only that, knowing their parents, their trips, the things that moved them...
The books has a collection of photographs, and some of them, I have never seen before (as Nabokov sunbathing, for example)
This is a little delightful book, or as the author calls it "a description of a milky way, an aurora borealis"

FRIENDS SWAP

I'm so excited to start this Swap!!!!! My friend-swapper lives in a sunny place, and I'm going to learn all her favorite things!!!

A new baby's blanket

My friend Yoli is having a baby!!!! the girl will be with us in the summer, her name will be Jimena. I'm so happy for Yoli, she will be the best mom ever!!! As soon as I got the email with the image of Jimena in her belly, I started this project for her. I'm knitting pink and green squares (both of us love lively colors) and will join them in a quilt-like shape. On the other side, I'm planning on the cherries flannel print, so soft! I will make a bib too, with the flannel, the green fabric for a contrast pocket and the little pink pom-poms around to entertain little Jimena.
Yoli va a ser mama!!!! Jimena nacera en verano. Yoli va a ser la mejor mama del mundo, seguro. Tan pronto como recibi el email con la ecografia de Jimena en su pancita, empece a tejer este edredon para ella. Esta hecho de cuadritos rosa y verde que voy tejiendo por las noches, y por el otro lado pondre la tela de franela verde con cerezas. Voy a hacer un babero tambien con la misma tela los pompones. Seguro que se entretiene ientras come!

Turn the page... Tuesday

Long time ago, I started to keep journals about the books I read. The starting lines (the ones that always get me into further reading), quotes, characters, images... Later on, I started working for a magazine and a bookshop, so reading was an important part of my life. Nowadays, I still keep the journals, I still read. But sometimes, Life happens, at a speed that no device, no matter how modern, can record. That’s what has been happening in my week, and that’s why, I’m late for the Turn the Page... Tuesday. Sorry, I’m normally not like this, but there were so many things in these few days (several mountain lions, classes that ended, classes that started, a lesson on violets, a promise kept... among others) that I wasn’t able to post on Tuesday. Will you forgive me? There it goes, my belated contribution to our reading experiment.

The Guernsey Library and Potato Peel Society
by, Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows. The Dial Press, New York, 2008. 274 pages.

“Dear Sidney,
Susan Scott is a wonder. We sold over forty copies of the book, which was very pleasant, but much more thrilling from my standpoint was the food. Susan managed to procure ration coupons for icing sugar and real egg for the meringue.”

This is how the book starts, and so does, the first letter. The Guernsey... is an epistolar book, composed only by letters, the common theme of all of them is a love for the written word. Some of the characters publish books, some write them, some are passionate readers. And we enter into their lives in the first person, in that intimate voice that is only tendered in a letter, in the lost art of writing a letter. We discover about love, about how to survive the war years and the years after the war with the maximum amount of joy available. We learn about lovers lost and lovers found, about a pig that shouldn’t be there and about the invention of the organic cake. All of it, with a delicious sense of humor. After having read one or two letters, you feel totally immersed in the times and lives of the characters, and all the surprises are yet to come. I loved this book, since the moment someone left it (intentionally, I hope) in my house, and I saw the stamps and the sea. It was calling me, the way only the books can call.

I am inhabited by books

I'm so excited to participate in this project... Read about it here: http://someofakind.blogspot.com/ ( I know, I know, it would be better if I rememberd how to put a link, but it's always the same, I managed to put one and by the time I need to put another one I already forgot how to do it. Just gime me some time, I will manage to get it again)

Breakfast

Esta foto es para Jen, de SimplyBreakfast, que se ha tomado una semana de vacaciones y necesita fotos de desayunos...
Tostada de tomate y jamon serrano, zumo de naranja navelina y te earl grey..
This photo is for Jen, she's taking a holiday and asked for breakfast photos... Toast with tomato and spanish jam navelina orange juice and earl grey tea.

Sol, solito

Ayer estaba yo tejiendo al sol, una lana de colores que me hacia sentir como si estuviera en la toscana o algo asi. Mi bufanda todavia no tiene foto, y es porque confieso que tengo una adiccion: nunca encuentro una bufanda demasiado larga, lo cual significa que puedo seguir tejiendo hasta el infinito, y un poquito mas alla, La vena de Penelope, supongo yo que sera. O sea, que en cuanto me rinda, claudique y cierre los puntos antes de que me lo piense dos veces y compre otro ovillo de lana, le hago una foto aunque sea panoramica o enrollada como una boa. Lo que tejo ahora, es una mantita para ver la tele, inspirada por todos los blogs que he estado leyendo, y esta lana multicolores me sirvio para cogerle el punto al punto.

Al final...

En casa es dificil hacerle una foto a algo antes de que Luke se coma la mitad. Es sacarlo del horno, todo hirviendo, y ya le falta un trozo. No he conseguido nunca hacerle una foto al pan de platano, ni al pan de semillas... Hoy he hecho un pan mas mediterraneo, de aceitunas, y cuando ya lo tenia hecho lo he pintado por encima con aceite de oliva, sal marina y romero, justo antes de meterlo al horno. Estaba buenisimo. Ahora ya falta mucho mas trozo, mi madre lo ha visto y se ha lanzado sin cuchillo ni na...
Al final, parece que solo cocino, pero tambien estoy tejiendo, lo que pasa es que no tengo fotos. Ya casi estoy terminando mi bufanda, las botitas de Sandra van a ser blancas al final, y el gorro de Luke esta en proceso de diseno, ya tengo los colores, falta el como combinarlos... Tambien hay dos pequenos proyectos circulando por ahi, de esos que requieren poquito tiempo, a ver cuando se lo doy...

Lo que comi hoy

La ultima vez que escribi la frase "lo que comi hoy" en el blog, era un vegetal rarisimo, con una pinta rarisima, con un nombre que no recuerdo. Era verde, de eso si que me acuerdo. Y mientras voy tejiendo, cosiendo mis regalitos de Navidad y otras fruslerias, hoy me he vuelto a poner el delantal y para comer he hecho esta ensalada de tomates con anchoas y una fideua, con surimi en vez de gambas (yo las llamo "gambas del estudiante" porque descubri este truco mientras estaba estudiando en la universidad, como comer bien con poco dinero) Pues ea, que como los proyectillos estan mas o nemos igual, me apetecia poner fotos culinarias.