Although there has been more rain than usual I have, picking my timing carefully, been able to get outside and walk almost everyday, but Sunday was bright and sunny so I was definitely heading out.
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| The weather forecast was so good I even put my laundry out on the terrace, and the two little plants I had been keeping inside. |
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| The road you walk to the watch tower on the North headland is up, |
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| up, |
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| up, |
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| up, through the terraces of olive trees |
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| that almost hide the little fincas. |
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| Stone steps, a gap in the fence and the word "TORRE" scratched in the cement post. |
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| Then its a dirt road with the smell of the pine trees and |
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| views of the coast below |
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| and the rocks above. |
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| When I got to the torre |
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| I sat, sheltered from the wind |
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| and did the first sketch of the holiday, a windswept olive tree. |
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| I wandered a little, on a rough trail, and got a view south to the other lighthouse and the coast beyond, |
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| east to the mountains on the other side of the Soller valley and |
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| north, up to Mallorca's highest peak, still snow covered. |
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| Back down the track |
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| and down the road |
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| past the olive trees (I LOVE the shapes they grow into) |
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| the sheep and |
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| the farms. |
Back home and my washing was dry and there was still enough sun on the terrace for me to read out there for a bit.
SHEEP!! They have lovely coats.
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