Photographs I love …. and why! [8]

 

This is just one of a series of photos I have taken, and will share with you over time, capturing the essence of living east of Málaga.   Each one, in it’s own unique way, reminds me of why I love living in southern Spain, and in particular the Axarquía.

I like the simplicity of this photograph.  The rusting bell with frayed rope adorns the outside of a house in the village of Torrox.   The sunshine caught the whiteness of house exterior displaying the perfect shadow.

I wonder who would have come to the door if I had rung the bell?

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My home village of Cómpeta

Of course, it´s much prettier in reality!

We don´t live in the village itself but in the countryside about 6 kms away, amongst the vines, almond and olive trees.

 

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Todos los Santos: All Saints´ Day

Customs and celebrations to honour the end of the harvest, the change of the seasons and the passage of life into death come together in many traditions celebrated at this time of the year.

The festival of Todos los Santos, sometimes shortened to Tosantos (All Saints´ day)  is celebrated throughout Spain as a national holiday on November 1st each year.

Although the American-style “ghosts and ghouls” type of Halloween is now beginning to creep into the Spanish calendar each year, traditionally this time is celebrated here in a different form, as  “El Día de los Muertos” or the “Day of the Dead” .  The three-day event, beginning on the night of October 31 and ending on November 2 (All Souls´ day) sees cemeteries packed with families paying homage to their dead.   Family members tend the gravestones of their loved ones by weeding and cleaning them and by placing fresh flowers and candles.


We visited our local cemetery this morning and apart from the sheer number of people, the first thing that stuck me was the overwhelming fragrance of fresh flowers.  Families of all ages were arriving carrying vases, buckets, bottles of water, cleaning items, candles and armsful of flowers.   The atmosphere was not solemn and the sound of chatter was everywhere, with people greeting each other with kisses and hugs.  Each member of the family played their part in the cleaning and tending of the grave and, when they were finally satisfied, they wandered around the cemetery before leaving.

 

What I particularly like about this lovely Spanish tradition is that all of the frightening aspects of the afterlife are taken out of it. This is a commemoration for loved ones with nothing ghoulish or scary involved.

 

The autumn rain has arrived – finally!

Our first autumn rains fell last week and came as a welcome relief for the parched earth.  Although we have had a few rainy days, we have also been rewarded with lots of sunshine too, reminding us what a wonderful time of year this is.

 [Image courtesy of Salobreña]

The cooler night-time temperatures, along with several days of intermittent rain were just the catalyst required to bring the first snowfall on the Sierra Nevada mountains, to the east of the Axarquía region.

Axarquía´s highest mountain, Maroma, still remains snow-free, as the Sierra Nevada mountains are over one thousand metres higher.

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