A Firm Favourite

Buster has found a favourite lamp post already! We go for a walk into the hills just up the road from my flat. But before we can get to the track that leads away from the road, we invariably have to pause here.

We go early before the sun gets high and the temperatures with it. It's a beautiful place in a barren sort of way. Spain is like that here. Lots of buildings, then they stop and the campo begins. Not much in the way of agriculture. Just scrub around here.

On our way down last week, we passed mile after mile of olive trees and sunflowers, as far as the eye could see. But here there is very little.

Buster seems to like it anyway. At least, he hasn't asked for a complaint form yet.