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...
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| A golden dawn |
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| The lake - mirror still |
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| apart from the raucous ducks |
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| and the odd early-bird jogger |
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| too bright to blog |
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| The pitch hedge - bare trees and oleander..not a combination you'd get in Buxton! |
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| fishing through lunch - obsession French-style |
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| umbrella pines looking insect-like |
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| A rest to eat the patisserie - soggy bottoms, Mary Berry would be outraged! |
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| back to Maisy |
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cloudless... |
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| Time for the silly sun-hat |
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| Evening light on the Monts Alberes |
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