Digest Number 916

[Guest guest]

For someone, not familiar with the unusual feat of micro-climates and

landscapes showing a fractal geometry, hiking here certainly is an

experience... What (still?) isn't communicable via the web, is the

exquisite fragrance of herbs like thyme and mint, in some parts of

the mountains...

Love,

Jan

Dear Jan,

I must say, your intelligence is showing for having chosen such an exquisite

clime in which to live. And, I feel my stupidity is flagrantly showing as

I look out the door to the wet, cold, dreary, barren landscape here...

not to mention the daily news reports of the far right, as immoderate,

and as unintelligent as the far left <sigh>, I'm going back to ignoring the

news I think!

Thank you for the beautiful photos to enjoy, they're truly gorgeous,

I'm lobbying again for the satsangh in the Canary Islands *g*.

Love*Light,

me

[Guest guest]

On 1/15/01 at 8:36 AM Rainbolily (AT) aol (DOT) com wrote: [..]Thank you for the

beautiful photos to enjoy, they're truly gorgeous, I'm lobbying again

for the satsangh in the Canary Islands *g*. Love*Light, me Dear

Annette,

When living in the East of Belgium, that was such a beautiful

"sportsman's paradise", situated in and near a national park, that I

didn't go on a holiday for nine years! The trouble with the rejected

cornea transplant caused a colleague to remark that it was time for a

holiday and as it was almost winter, that made the Canaries the

destination. And still I wouldn't have discovered the island's

beauty, if it hadn't been for the fact that hotels are incredibly

noisy

So I rented a car for six weeks, bought a tent and slept in the

mountains, where at night I was the only human

It was like being put under a spell by the beauty of nature, the vast

difference between the mountainous and the "beach" is something one

has to experience and that doesn't happen in a "normal" vacation...

So I ended up at Tenerife, where it is almost impossible to take a

"worthless" picture - one of my uncles, a hobby painter and poet,

spent many holidays here and was the one roaring with laughter about

other relatives' incomprehension regarding my emigration...

Before I had a PC, I used a normal camera, and all pictures were

given away to those, liking them - that means no one is left, not

even a negative... Two of the funniest ones were at the top of the

Teide, where there was a "don't leave the road" sign and the one

taken at the occasion that as an experiment, the former landlord's

big rottweiler was wearing a closed underpants, as to prevent him

from troubling a bitch in heat, half his size )

Love,

Jan