November is a beautiful time of the year to be in Spain, the fierce and blazing heat of summer is long gone and the chills of winter have not yet taken hold.
At the weekend strong winds from the north swept across the Campo, shaking the house and stripping all the fragrant jasmine blossom from the swags that hang over the fence of Sharon´s garden. Never mind, now the buds that were unopened are in full flower the wind has gone and the heady scent is back again. Open the window in the front door and the jasmine fragrance fills the house.
The skies are blue and clear and the mid-day sun is warm but not baking. One enthusiast for this time of year is our old Golden Labrador, Sam. He´s getting on a bit now and the joints creak and ache with arthritis. As he certainly knows, there is no better way of dealing with these than lying in the sun for an hour or two.
He flops into his favourite bed and soaks up the rays while watching such life as passes along the track. A horse and carriage jingling past saw him sit up for a better view this morning and then he just went back to sunbathing.
Who can beat a bit of sun when you are not as young as you used to be?
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©Phillip Bruce 2009
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