Coffee in Serpa
This morning on our drive north we stopped fora walk and a coffee. Gorgeous flowers everywhere, fields of white and purple and yellow. Set off by a deep blue sky.
We found our way down rough tracks under the castle and arrived at Daveen and Mike's place. We're sleeping in a very well appointed caravan and have been plied with gin and tonic in the company of some of their friends - and with some loud music from the gypsy church as a backdrop. Lovely to be here!
Comments will be few and far between this week I think.