Oyster farming in Cancale / Brittany
From it’s small spat’s size to its harvest, a Cancale oyster needs minimum 3 years of work in the bay of Le Mont Saint Michel.
Many handelings are necessary to grow an oyster lapped by the fastest tides in Europe. At low tide part of the vast oyster beds can visited.
Cancale calls himself the “oyster capital” of Brittany. Oysters are bred here in the intertidal zone, namely the Pacific Oyster (5,000 t, as of: 2000) and the rarer European Oyster (1,000 t, as of: 2000). Both varieties enjoy a good reputation among connoisseurs.
(source: Ferme Marine, wikipedia)
…a day at the market
cast away, stranded, out of use, forgotten… ..but we’ll back !!!
In 1979 the town of Stari Bar/Montenegro was destroyed by an earthquake. After that the old town of Bar (first mentioned in the 9th century) was abandoned and immediately rebuild at the mediterranean shore. After now 36 years you can see what nature has claimed back .
I love the way how russian care about their health. To emphasize that I just want to say one word: Russian Sauna!
If there is a place where I felt really grounded and down to earth.. ..than it is it the dacha of my mother in law. A place where I can really relax and get rid of my sorrows. Thank you dear Aida Stepanovna, this one is for you… …a place which makes you happy, as much as it does for me…
“Fantasie haben heißt nicht, sich etwas auszudenken, es heißt, sich aus den Dingen etwas zu machen.” (Thomas Mann)
“Imagination does not have to come up with something, it says, to create something out of things..” (Thomas Mann)
Three weeks agao little Shenia get baptisted in a little church in Gorodnja/Russia on a hill at the Volga river.
“You can close your eyes if you do not want to see something, but you can not close your heart, if you do not want to feel something.”
“Вы можете закрыть глаза, если вы не хотите, чтобы увидеть что-то, но вы не можете закрыть свое сердце, если вы не хотите, чтобы что-то чувствую.”
When I was seven I saw a report about an island which just popped up out of the sea by volcanic forces (Heimaey, Iceland). Since then I’m fascinated by volcanos.
When I was fourtythree I stood for the first time on top of an active volcano… …but don’t worry, there was no report on TV about that. Lucky me! 😀
This friday we get stucked at the Moscow airport. We had to stay the whole night in cause of a thunderstorm. I know this airport from all my flight to Russia pretty well, but it was a strange calm feeling to see this place at night. It was great to sneak around and discover this otherwise so crowded halls.
All over the world you find places which have a special spell that fascinates you. I don’t speak about the nice and shiny places. I speak about places which are so different and powerful compare to that what you used to, that you feel a shiver, joy and the fascination of this particular beauty at the same time.