Moving About

New Storage Box for Pinecones

Leaving Dikencik behind us, we are on another overnight bus, to Göreme in Cappadocia.  I think back to our time with Ayse and Cengiz and wonder what we will remember most about our time there.  The pine trees set in the hills and the wind sighing through them, the clear blue skies and the Bee Eaters trilling in the mornings and of course the company of new friends, who again we leave behind, with promises to try and return.

Briggete and Megan Scrabble Challenge

We’ll miss the animals; dogs, Rita and Pasha.  The cats, especially ‘Mummy Cat’ and her new litter, although for me, of all the cats, it’s ‘Himself’, a young male cat, one of four, of about four or five months old.  He is brave, caught snakes, but he will have to leave when at about 1 year old he will challenge the big white male and be driven off into the forest.  Such is life for the semi feral cats of the forest.  

'Himself' and Chris (I'm wearing the hat)

Then there are the chickens, although their number is minus one since we arrived.  A young cockerel was trying to gain the upper hand (or beak) and the older cock was having none of, it he made his life a misery so Megan and I beheaded him and put him in the pot, Coq au Vin, lovely.  The chicken’s queen was Megan, you should have seen them following her, but they have a new queen now, Brigitte Mol from Australia, another friend to visit down under next year. 

The Killing Ground

Chicken awaiting preparation

Everyone says we must visit Cappadocia before leaving Turkey, so that is where we are off to, then Istanbul, Safranbolu and Ankara.  Cappadocia is the region where the rock formations are like fairy towers, people have carved out houses and cities in them.  Sounds interesting, we shall find out soon, if you look it up on the net you will see what we mean.

It seems we cannot get away from celebrations, there was another wedding last weekend, friends of Ayse and Cengiz (they actually introduced the couple).   We helped with the preparations and during the Saturday evening party.

Pine Clad Hills

So once again with sadness and excitement we move on.