So, beside the rain, which at least made the people who live here happy, things are just great! I have to say, the springtime is really pretty here, and well, it’s not bad hangin' tough out round these parts. Culturally it is kinda crazy, adjusting to the Spanish nivel of tranquilidat is hard for a Mainer, such as me, but it is a good test. Events from around town include our discovery of new short-cuts in town and a cheaper grocery store, which is always just dandy. Before the water fell from the sky, I have spent some time in the Huesca region of Aragon climbing in Rodellar, a small mountain pueblo of tremendous beauty, and it’s one of the coziest, awe-inspiring places I’ve seen in a long while. The Answer is: Yes. 

The cliffs of Rodellar are typically deep blue, filled in with nice patches of off-whites, the green vegetation, and yellow grass wrap neatly around the aquamarine blue color of the river, and some brown rocks in the water mark where humans make their crossing. The sky is blue when it doesn’t rain, and the mountains sitting behind the gorges of rock are dusted in snow.  The valleys are full of cliffs, massive amphitheaters, created by incredible overhangs, sporting bird nests, colonettes, blocky grips, bolts, and some sick new-route potential. The animal life is amazing. There are fish in the rivers, bugs exist, small ground animals like badgers and otters have fun, and the birds dominate all.  So many birds, one doesn’t know what to say! Birds, birds, and more birds. Birds everywhere. I have seen many a different technique for flying while studying their presence, and I have heard many a different sound come from these multi-colored creatures.