Monday; after the Sunday stroll …

Arrived late on Saturday evening.  So slept late on Sunday my usual walk planned, was rather later and warmer than I expected.  So I took  gentler stroll just before lunch; scrambling among the rocks and dry soil to find some little jewels.

As I sent this I added a picture taken this morning from the library window; the surrounding hills are dried and golden the few olive trees are a welcome emerald green ( Oh there is a poem here?.  Also I am not in prison … but this is a view from my desk at 8 am.