26th October
I woke up early. Though the skylight, shaft of golden sunlight illuminated the kitchen. I rolled out of bed, pulled on my tracky bottoms and a sweat shirt, grabbed the SLR and headed for the lake. So dawned one of those rare pure blue Mediterranean days - here are some images of it...
A golden dawn |
The lake - mirror still |
apart from the raucous ducks |
and the odd early-bird jogger |
too bright to blog |
The pitch hedge - bare trees and oleander..not a combination you'd get in Buxton! |
fishing through lunch - obsession French-style |
umbrella pines looking insect-like |
A rest to eat the patisserie - soggy bottoms, Mary Berry would be outraged! |
back to Maisy |
cloudless... |
Time for the silly sun-hat |
Evening light on the Monts Alberes |
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