INSIDE LOOKING OUT

This is beginning to be a signature picture, isn't it? This time it isn't a window, though. It's the huge, double door of an old olive press which has been made into a dwelling. It looks out onto a nice, flat parking area which I covet. It's my house but we don't live in it and it's empty now. It requires a daily check however. That's Luigi, inside looking out.

I'm suffering from weltzschmerz at the moment. I think Luigi and the rest of us are, too. I wrote a whole, long rant about the state of the world but have trashed it.

For the record. It's another grey day. +2 C The house is a mess.

I took a shot of the misty valley from another vantage point along the road. If I hadn't used one yesterday, would have used it today. Mist.