Volcán Calbuco … another eruption in Chile

Chile, a country with a desert on one end, snow and rain forest on the other.  A country with many lakes and mountains throughout its length.  A beautiful country.   And with it, seems like there is always the threat of earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.   Growing up I remember feeling small earthquakes that we didn’t give much thought or importance.  It’s what we did.  It’s what people do there.

But there are times, the effects are huge.  Look at this video and photos.  Incredible.

Here & There :: Portland & Chile

 

These are all photos taken by my mom in Chile.  Maybe I’ll see if she wants to do a special each month where I share here in this space, Here & There.  A contrast between what is like in Portland and in Chile.  Opposite seasons.  Opposite side of the Equator.  I’ll check what she says.

For now, this is where they went last weekend:

unnamed-2Digueñe Festival in Cunco.

 

 

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More photos:

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My parents know the family who helped make this bridge that is not used now.

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Though it is spring in Chile, looks a lot like here in Portland.  We’ll see what happens in November.

last week…

Yes, last week was filled with doing, making, excitement, playing, and lots of catching up. Last week:

… I was sadden with yet another tragedy in Chile.  A second time around for Michelle Bachelet in presidency, and she continues having to deal with major natural disasters.  But I know Chile is strong and people help each other when there is a need.

… it was sad to hear also that Gabriel García Márquez passed away last Thursday.  I saw this beautiful post and art by Lisa Congdon in his honor.  And she happily let me post her drawing here in my blog (Thank you Lisa!)  Look at how beautiful it is!

Posted with permission from Lisa Congdon.
Posted with permission from Lisa Congdon.

… I found this video.  A much uplifting one.

… we had swimming and baseball practices.

… I found that either the fairies visited or they are doing spring cleaning too.

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… we finished the kidsswap. With more than a dozen of packages being mailed throughout the country to different ages of kids, from 18 months until 12 year olds I feel like it was a success and I’ve heard from most moms and they had a blast participating.  I think we’ll have to do this again.

… I cleaned some drawers in the kitchen, trying to clean up and declutter a little.  My spring energy is getting me to have a little more wiggle room around here.

… I noticed the different colors in the foods we are making.

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… and I aso noticed the colors outside my window too.  With the dogwood blooming right now, almost at its peak, the pink hue pours through our kitchen window making it a beautiful pink inside.

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… we have the rosemary bush blooming purple flowers too, and Mark’s new plant he put right outside our kitchen window last year, is blooming for the first time.  Beautiful!DSC_0253-small DSC_0254-small

… and I noticed the colors on the table as well.

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… Mark planted a little.

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… I saw my kids lift up to the sky… I wonder if it feels a little free, and light up there… I wonder.

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… went to the amusement park.

… Siena made daisy necklaces.

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… there was lots of playing.

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… had a special visit.

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… we stayed up late playing with my Scrabble partner.

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… we celebrated.  Can there be a better way to celebrate all these kids’ hard work in a swim team than an ice cream banquet?

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These beautiful words sum up what the coaches see on Siena on this, her first year in the swim team.

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And we were there to celebrate with her.

Autumn

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And at our friends’ home.  Their yard is a little paradise! Take a look.

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Colors and textures everywhere!  I love it!

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Oh… and this plant.  Oh yes! It’s native from southern Chile.  The Chilean Rhubarb I guess.  Gunnera tinctoria.  Isn’t it funny that they have this plant in their yard and I’ve never seen it before here in the US, up until last week?  It took me almost 20 years to see it here.  And actually I saw it again at the beach last weekend while driving on Hwy 101 in someone’s front yard. Funny!  Twice in one week, after so many years never seeing it here.

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Now, I’d love to find a space to put one in our house.  I wonder if we can fit it in.  It would be fun to have one.

Siena came home with a little bouquet of autumn leaves for me.  I love them!

DSC_0058-smallI love the colors, the shapes, the differences, the textures… I love autumn.  This is my time.

 

When I was a kid in Chile…

When I was a kid, I had this bike.

Found it here.
Found it here.

Very similar to this, but I guess less fancy. I guess it was also pink… so maybe now that I think about it, it wasn’t like this one after all!  Just similar.

But this one though:

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From here.

I had one exactly like this game.  And the funny thing is that my parents brought it to the US for us to have and play with, few years ago.  So, we still have it!  Love it.  I love seeing it around. Still.

And we made these…

check out this website for tutorial.
check out this website for tutorial.

I still want us to make some of these whistles.  I remember having so much fun making them and having them to play with.  I think we should try it some time soon.

And this, I don’t think I owned one, but we used one a friend had.

Found the photo on this site.
Found the photo on this site.

I don’t remember where she got it from (maybe it was from the US) but it was so much fun, I remember.  We spent hours, creating, coloring, imagining.  And you know what?  I found one at a thrift store a few years ago, and the kids and I have been playing with it on and off.  It is still fun!

Do you have anything in your house today that it was yours form your childhood or that you have found and brought back memories?

Today is Chilean Independence Day.  Feliz 18! Para los que lo están celebrando.

What my mom has been making

My mom has amazing talents.  For many years she’s been embroidering, and has been doing crewel.

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In 2011, my brother and sister-in-law organized a show to share her art in a gallery in Valdivia, in Chile.  It was the year they had a massive earthquake.  They decided to go ahead and do the exhibition anyways, and add a little goodness to their world at that moment.  I am so glad they did.

She’s never done anything like that.  And I was sad to have missed it, being so far away, here.  But my brother shared videos and photos of the opening night.

As a kid, we were always an exhibit of her work.  She sewed clothes for us and all of my dolls; we were always wearing knitted items she made for us (and my dolls!) Or I’d carry a special bag she had made for me, or she’d make something for our rooms or homes.  She’s amazing.

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And she just shared with me these pictures of her latest work.  Some done with yarn, others with thread.  I have no idea how she makes these, and all the patience and time she spends creating these.

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She’s made everyone’s home in crewel.  My dad’s growing up.  Both of my brother’s and ours (actually we have two, from two different views… we are lucky!) and now she made this home.  Their home at the lake we’ve gone for almost 40 years.  So beautiful!

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This one of a Chilean painter, Pedro Lira, called Carta de Amor (The Love Letter)

I just find them so beautiful, even in pictures.  I can’t wait to see them in person.

A Chilean bakery : A special bakery

DSC_0146-small After spending sometime playing in the ocean beach, Jericho Beach, my friend took us to a special bakery in Vancouver.  It’s a Latin Bakery.  But not only was it a Latin bakery, it was actually a Chilean Bakery! DSC_0148-small This is so exciting in so many levels.  First, as you know, I’m from Chile.  There is no Chilean bakeries in Portland, so having this bread, ayuyas, “just like that” here in North America, so far away where they are native from…. oh… you should have seen my face! DSC_0150-small OK. So it wasn’t just me.  Mark also was drooling…. I know! DSC_0149-smallTorta de Milhojas.  Mmm… I used to have this for my birthday every year… oh I should have tried it. DSC_0151-smallAlfajores. DSC_0152-smallBerlines. DSC_0153-smallChilenitos.  I should have tried them all…. I know! DSC_0154-small DSC_0155-small Yes, we did try a couple of these pasties, and they were delicious!  Just as I remember them from Chile.  We could have been in Chile as a matter of fact. DSC_0156-smallThe TV was on, in Spanish with news of Chile. DSC_0157-smallAnd I had the best sandwich in a very long time… Churrasco Palta.  Warm, with home made bread, avocado as it is made in Chile… yup it took us all back to Chile.  Many, many, many thousands of miles south from where we were sitting. Oh, how crazy is that! DSC_0158-small Mark and I were going crazy about commenting every bite, and enjoying every single piece, and wishing secretly that Siena and Lucas wouldn’t finish their sandwich.  And even though they did, their comment the next day was more about us being crazy about thinking it was that good. My friend had told me about this bakery, and I told them about it and that we had to go and probably one of the first days.  They didn’t understand why Mark and I were so excited. That’s OK.  But good for them they waited a day, after Mark and I got over with all of our uuuhs and aaaahhs and all the yummyness thoughts of our meal. Because it was that good! DSC_0588 2-small DSC_0589 2-smallSo good, that we went back to buy a couple of pastries to bring back and eat here at home in Portland.  It tasted as good! Oh my… have you seen my pictures in my post of the food when we were in Chile two years ago?  This little space, took me back there. If you ever go to Vancouver, British Columbia, you must go to this place.  Try their warm avocado and beef sandwich (if you like meat) and try any of those pastries… oh… worth the drive even! Oh yes… totally!

Panadería Latina Bakery,

Vancouver, BC. 604.439.1414.

4906 Joyce St, Vancouver, BC V5R 4G6, Canada

I wonder if they deliver… international it would have to be.  Mmmm… or if any of you go to Vancouver and you bring us some of these pastries, or a warm sandwich, I’ll pay for some of your gas!

It is forbidden

My mom shared this poem with me yesterday.

It is forbidden to cry without learning,
to wake up one day not knowing what to do,
to be afraid of your memories.

It is forbidden not to smile at problems,
not to fight for what you want,
to abandon everything because of fear,
not to transform your deams into reality.

It is forbidden not to show your love,
to make someone pay for your debts and your bad mood.

It is forbidden to leave your friends,
not to try to understand what you lived & shared together,
to call them only when you need them.

It is forbidden not to be yourself in public,
to feign with people you don’t care about,
to fake being funny just to make them remember you,
to forget all the people who love you.

It is forbidden not to make things by yourself,
not to believe in God and forge your fate,
to be afraid of life and its engagements,
not to live each day like it was your last.

It is forbidden to miss someone without
cheering, to forget his eyes, his smile,
just because your paths stopped being embraced,
to forget his past and pay it with his present.

It is forbidden not to try to understand people,
to think that their lives are more valuable than yours,
not to know that each person has his own ways and his own happiness.

It is forbidden not to create your history,
not to have a moment for the people who need you,
not to understand that whatever life gives you, it takes it away as well.

It is forbidden not to search for your happiness,
not to live your life with a positive attitude,
not to think that we can be better,
not to feel that, without you, this world wouldn’t be the same.

— Pablo Neruda.

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Not sure the link to the original photo. I’m still searching but it’s in few places online. A beautiful statue.

This statue in Lithuania of Pablo Neruda is called “Star Sower.” During the day is what you see here.  See here below to see the statue at night.

Queda prohibido llorar sin aprender,
levantarte un día sin saber que hacer,
tener miedo a tus recuerdos.

Queda prohibido no sonreír a los problemas,
no luchar por lo que quieres,
abandonarlo todo por miedo,
no convertir en realidad tus sueños.

Queda prohibido no demostrar tu amor,
hacer que alguien pague tus deudas y el mal humor.

Queda prohibido dejar a tus amigos,
no intentar comprender lo que vivieron juntos,
llamarles solo cuando los necesitas.

Queda prohibido no ser tú ante la gente,
fingir ante las personas que no te importan,
hacerte el gracioso con tal de que te recuerden,
olvidar a toda la gente que te quiere.

Queda prohibido no hacer las cosas por ti mismo,
tener miedo a la vida y a sus compromisos,
no vivir cada día como si fuera un ultimo suspiro.

Queda prohibido echar a alguien de menos sin alegrarte, olvidar sus ojos, su risa, todo porque sus caminos han dejado de abrazarse,
olvidar su pasado y pagarlo con su presente.

Queda prohibido no intentar comprender a las personas, pensar que sus vidas valen mas que la tuya,
no saber que cada uno tiene su camino y su dicha.

Queda prohibido no crear tu historia,
no tener un momento para la gente que te necesita,
no comprender que lo que la vida te da, también te lo quita.

Queda prohibido no buscar tu felicidad,
no vivir tu vida con una actitud positiva,
no pensar en que podemos ser mejores,
no sentir que sin ti este mundo no sería igual.

–Pablo Neruda

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I think the original link is to Morfai.

Have a beautiful weekend.