When Life Gives You Lemons………
The Wikipedia entry for this well known phrase goes as follows;
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade” is a proverbial phrase used to encourage optimism and a positive can-do attitude in the face of adversity or misfortune. Lemons suggest sourness or difficulty in life, while lemonade is a sweet drink.
It’s a strange saying when you stop to think about it.
The starting point is wrong. Why use lemons to represent adversity and misfortune? Sure, If you take a bite out of one you’ll probably regret it, but that’s not the lemon’s fault.
Nope, the fault lies with you. You’re just missing some information.
Google ‘uses for lemons’ you might be surprised. Oh, and to make lemonade you’ll need a load of sugar as well.
So why am I prattling on about lemons?
Well it’s because we’re surrounded by them. This ‘Finca’ we’re looking after for a few weeks has lots of lemon trees in the garden. It has fig trees, walnut trees and olive trees as well as it happens, but back to the lemons.
Life gave us a choice. Christian asked if we’d consider looking after his home. We said yes. We chose the lemons. It was a good choice.
Sheep, Gecko, Bee Eaters, Gleda on the Finca mooring
Beautiful though the house is, it was too big a wrench to sleep ashore. Well at least for me. For over two years now I haven’t spent a single night ashore. It’ll happen at some point, but for now I like to be aboard, in my own bed, on my own boat.
We soon got into a routine. I row ashore early morning, let the chickens out, feed the dog and the cat, switch the fridge on. Then head back to the boat for breakfast and to make Gail her cuppa.
When we’re ready we both come ashore and spend the day, reading, writing, and trying to stay cool. We have our evening meal, put the chickens to bed, then head back to ‘Gleda’ as the sun goes down. It’s nice.
The finca has no road access, when Christian bought the plot twenty years ago the house was just a ruin. Everything needed to create and maintain this idyllic place has been brought here via dinghy and landing stage. Amazing. Here’s ‘Gleda’ sitting quietly on Christian’s mooring.
So, we’ve been having a nice holiday ashore, but I haven’t been completely idle. There’s a fantastic workshop out back of the place so I’ve taken the opportunity to do a few little jobs while we are here. I’ve made a new cover for the steering line turning blocks, cast a new lead weight for the self-steering and made a new washboard with integral mosquito net for the main cabin.
I also spent many hours fitting a leather cover to ‘Gledas’ stainless steel wheel. I bought a kit from Chris and Nicole who run a leather craft stall in Sanlucar. Two pieces of pre-punched leather, needles, thread, cord for Turks Head knot. wax, and instructions.
It was a fun job to do, and very satisfying. I’d never tied a Turks Head before and it took a while to figure it out, but I’m super happy with the results and it’ll now be far more comfortable steering.
We have a few more days before Christian and family return then we’ll be thinking about heading back to the coast. ‘Gleda’ and I are beginning to get saltwater withdrawal. The sea is calling.