So much was done for us whilst we were adventuring. The general, everyday cleaning and clearing up; sorting the re-cycling; putting out the bins (not binoculars); mucking out, and all that jazz. And here I am having to re-remember all this stuff whilst feeling that I'm still on the move. I'm also hearing birds in the background.
I popped out later today, after the Spanish cold kicked in and snapped away at the beach. It was too chilly to sit around and the three cafes were closed. It's 'flaming June' in a couple of weeks time.
Quiet and chilly May beach
Fishermen's cottages and allotments
Beside the sea
A closer look
Lively lady
I like to think that we have something in common. As I've been mainly planting plants in a few pots today, I suppose 3.2 kilometres (4948 paces) isn't all that bad.
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