If we could witness the first graphic representation of a map, we would see that it was made with a stick on the sand. It's hard for anyone to argue against it. If we used our imagination and attended the scene, we would see several people listening to the explanations given by the author of … Continue reading Maps and intemperie
I grew up on the outskirts of a big city, in one of those towns now absorbed by urban growth, where you could still see some countryside around and shepherds with their sheep a few days a week. In spring, specifically in early May, the empty lots were filled with colors: yellows, purples, reds, and … Continue reading Open field flowers
Rain, water falling from the clouds onto the fields, onto the trees, onto the birds that fly and seek shelter, onto the cattle that continue to graze impassively in the meadow and stare at us as we pass by, onto our heads. Sometimes rain is fine, delicate, feminine, almost eternal. It is the rain of … Continue reading Rain
Among the objects in the Oxus Treasure at the British Museum in London, from the Achaemenid era of 550 BC - 330 BC, one that caught our attention was a golden bream that held perfumed oil. It was discovered in 1880 on the north bank of the Amu Darya River in Tajikistan. Later, it was … Continue reading Day of barbels in the stream
"I am a salmon, I am the spirit of contradiction. I am a salmon, swimming upstream is my direction." We find ourselves at the beginning of the 80s, where the Sex Pistols had been vomiting their "God Save the Queen" for more than three years and Johnny Rotten was preaching throughout Europe that "no future" … Continue reading Autumn salmon
In addition to a new social and economic order, based on a strong State that relied on good legal and political organization, on security maintained by a well-constituted and solvent army, with an exploitation of economic resources based on an orderly and efficient obtaining of primary sources and agile trade; the foundation of Roman civilization … Continue reading What have the Romans brought us?
The water whispers when it's rain, trickles when it's a creek, murmurs when it's a stream, is noisy when it travels in rapids, and thunders when it falls in a waterfall; when it's the sea, when the land limits its shores, its sound becomes regular, cyclic, harmonious, and when the wind asks for it, it … Continue reading The sound of water
It still dawns late in the low mountains, the average temperatures haven't risen above 10 degrees in the last month, and even though the sun shines brightly, my ears hurt. The vapor of moisture rises from the ground, the rocks, and the bark of the white pines, as if everything is burning. It reminds me … Continue reading Cooking mushrooms from the cold
They came here pushed by harsh climate changes thousands of years ago. They traveled south following the gentlest breezes, intuition or instinct, who knows if the spirit of a few who dared to fly high or walk far. The Yamnayas had to cross the world, cross frozen rivers, forests full of fear, ice mountains, and … Continue reading Winter migrations
“Platero is small, furry, soft; so soft on the outside that it seems to be all cotton, that he doesn't have bones. Only the jet mirrors of his eyes are hard as two black crystal beetles". A few years have passed since I first heard about the existence of a population in Teruel, with such … Continue reading Ojos Negros Mines. Teruel
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