Smokey valley

I felt pretty dreadful when I got up this morning. I'd gone to bed a little later than intended, watching the highlights of the Madrid derby. Cool match with frenetic play. I realised I haven't seen much footy (other than Ben of course) for ages. Love it!

So feeling very full of yucky goo and in need of a shower, I got the boys to school and then nipped up to the tennis club to say that there weren't enough of us for a lesson. Alfonso gave me that look. Go on, You know you need to do some exercise, sort of thing. And then gave me a 30 min high speed workout. It did the trick.

These shots are on the way there. The sun just came out over the mountain range as the smoke of the early morning fires was hanging low above the valley. It was so still and clear, well apart from the smoke. And then the sun shone gloriously all day, though some shady pavements are still wet from the morning dew this evening! As I drove back home, the orange groves were starting to steam, as was I, so I did a quick "The Queen's coming!" tidy and sort, had a very long, hot bath and then got all my Christmas potions and lotions out. I feel a thousand times better and ready for a great weekend of social stuff. Bring it on. Have a good one everybody!


Some others, maybe I prefer the one with the Puig peak in the back, what do you think?