A majestic painting of the "Surrender of Breda" whose original looks in the Museo del Pardo and was painted by Diego Velazquez commemorating the last battle we won in Europe.
That picture is also called "The Spears."
A copy of it, is in the Sale of the Pines and another, presided over the Barracks Dining Room where I made Mili, back in 1979, on the Island of Doves, Mechanized Infantry Regiment, Alava 22, highlighted in Tarifa.
That "ranch" that at first gave me repellency and when I got used to it, the songs (stones) of the lentils tasted like glory.
While I ate breakfast, ate or ate those puree with a strange flavor, I entertained myself in observing the painting, the "masks" and their spears.
After the years, destiny led me to spend two nights in Breda.
A small and charming Catalan town, located in the province of Girona of the same name of the Dutch.
Two nights awake remembering those spears of the painting and the Dutch Governor, Justin de Nassau, giving the keys of Breda to the Genoese general of the Third of Flanders, Ambrose of Spinola for the Spanish Monarchy of those glorious times that did not return.
It was Don Ambrose, a Great of Spain tanned in the War of the 80 years.
That night, I had my own surrender in Breda and the defeat made me reconsider for the future.
Today, with Agustín Gonzalo Martínez Hernández and José Maria Sanchez Pascual, I have recalled the two surrenders of Breda (that of the Dutch and mine) in that beautiful space - usually totanero-, which is the Sale of the Pines.
Juan José Cánovas
