On an autumn Sunday afternoon, «Las Anas» welcomed us in the beautiful space of Saliendo del Tiesto, located in the district of Freixeiro. What surprised me most when I arrived at Freixeiro was to feel like an oasis inside the city. It is a neighborhood with low houses, very close to the Gran Via de Vigo. I am surprised to see that virtually all the neighbors have their garden in front of the house, which is sometimes complicated in urban environments phagocytosed by the buildings. But in this neighborhood, they even make local seed exchanges and give agriculture tips to neighbors!

Between clearings and rains, it gave us time to share, laugh, taste plants and learn from these two great countrywomen. Saliendo del Tiesto, it is a space to practice the bioculture and take the fruits of your work, and it is true, because Lolo and I have brought many fruits. Once you pass the black metal door and put your foot inside the enclosure, your eyes will see a beautiful garden with a great variety of horticultural crops and ornamental plants. You will also see a beautiful classroom where «Las Anas» keep their seed library and where they organize the courses of culinary, bread making, sprouts and awareness workshops. In front of you, you will also see the greenhouse and the hens house. The Anas transmit enthusiasm and passion for what they do, but especially, they spread hope. For me, without a doubt, the most delicious thing about the experience was to see how these two «paisaninas» (local women), had believed in their dream and had developed it. In a reality where life is more and more virtual, they taught me that it is possible to take agroecology to the center of the city and from a feminine point of view. Without a doubt, it is a site that you can not miss…

The rain gave us a truce to visit the project of Ana Gomez and Ana Lemos. Although, during the recording, there was a time when it rained again and we had to take refuge in the greenhouse, which was full of surprises.

The space they have, although they say it is getting small, is like entering into the illustration of a book / story of bioculture. It was like being in one of those paintings where, on one side the sun rises, and on the other you see black clouds.

At that time there were no hens in the hens house, and no students in their classroom, but they were, and they will be.