We arrived in Spain almost a full week ago….
Leaving behind a dull, wet, fairly average British Summer we were hit, hammer-like, by the Andalucian temperatures. Struggling from bed at around 7.00 am each day, we’ve forced ourselves to brave the outdoors for an hour or so, occasionally watered the plants and hosed down the nights dust from the courtyard, but, more frequently, simply sat stupefied, brains melting as the mercury races up into the low forties.
In my youth I was proud to number myself amongst the ‘Mad Dogs and Englishmen’, but no more……
It’s no real wonder that until yesterday evening my camera had stayed in its case.
At 10.00pm however, just as the barbecue coals were screaming out for Mrs Shpics’ Tandoori spiced chicken, I made a quick dash to the Western side of the hill and shot something with an even better glow. Give the pic a click to open it in its own window.
All Images Copyright Stuart Allan Hyde