Evening light

... with pylons. A last-ditch blip.

Another lovely swim this morning, not quite alone this time. Community lunch was as convivial as ever. Even though the menu of friginat, a hearty pork stew with haricot beans, traditionally cooked when the pig is killed, was not terribly well-suited to the weather. We needed a siesta afterwards. 

Still feeling a bit woozy and bloated, we went out for a short walk to digest further. We saw a host of large birds of prey circling, but with only the small camera I completely failed to get an identifiable photo of them. They didn't look like vultures. Also, there are signs of action on our building plot -- marker pegs have been inserted! We await further developments.