Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer

Sand, fine as pepper, blown in our eyes, 
our hair, our sandals, our nails,
Mediterranean sea as blue as the cloudless sky.
We climbed to the top of the church tower,
then higher, up sloping tiles to the apex,
surveyed red roofs, swallows, shoppers,
and sparkling sea from on high.

Liked the simplicity of this shot. The words fit the Extra better! Our last night in this lovely holiday house before we move on again.