Run, she's getting away!

These two seem to take up a ridiculous amount of my time these days – but walking them is also an excuse for toting the camera. Today I also garnered some treasures (extra photo) –nasturtiums, a pretty yellow flowering weed and three fragile little lobelia plants (OK, not aware of any rules against gathering wild flowers here), plus 10 wild Galego lemons from a tree someone had cut down and thrown behind a barbed wire fence.  This orange-coloured fruit is of Brazil’s neglected treasures, thin skinned and chock full of juice and it makes for the most delicious marmalade, but the locals just leave it to rot on the ground. Hoicking the branches towards me to reach the lemons nearly finished off my sweater, but it’s an old one and it was worth it for the haul.
 
Thinking we might meet up with friends who are back here from Bulgaria for the school holidays, we came down earlier than usual, stopping at the golf club for lunch in case poor Valério (my blip yesterday) was catering to an empty room. Luckily, there were a few others there, so he won’t have done too badly. He also told us that he has had a talk with the club president, who has promised him a contract, and he reckons he can make a go of it. I hope he’s right – his ever-cheerful face behind the bar, his graciousness and total dedication are huge assets to the club and he deserves recognition.
 
Meeting with friends put off till tomorrow, so time to pay some bills and catch up with blip – still have a pile of papers and other stuff to read, there’s never time for everything.