In our experience it’s quite true that the rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. As we’re nowhere near any plains we haven’t had that much of the wet stuff since we started cruising here. We rely on rain collection for many of our needs so the precipitation forecast is part of our evening weather download and last evening we were warned to expect an early morning deluge. They were far too optimistic but we did catch about 3 litres off the bimini and the deck had a light rinse-off.
Well now, to get to the point, our delight in a bit of rain is nothing to the smile that the land was wearing this morning. It sparkled and glowed in the sunlight; the trees carried their foliage like ladies at Ascot; the limestone cliffs showed off their bands of age in shades of white unexplored by paint marketers and the pebbly beach dazzled as though scattered with diamonds.
We sat on deck in the sun, cracking street-market walnuts for carrot cake, watching boundless tropical fish darting after walnut crumbs
and soaking up the peace and radiance.
Here’s a sketch of the lovely bay that has been our vista all this week. We think we’ll stay another week: nature is in her spring finery and we’re here to enjoy it.