The fotos are loosely grouped into Galleries. I am adding all the time.
The old cottage stands on a high barancal, looking out and down over two steeply terraced valley sides. Through the open wooden shades of an old window, another casita tucks itself into the opposite hillside.
Behind are the sweeping pine slopes, dropping down into the lower lying silvestre with romero and tomillo, the wild growing rosemary and thyme.
And as you stand by the door, the sierras rise into the distance . . . . .
This is the memory that has sustained us over the past year, held in the fotos and visited often from this hot and dusty southern spot.


Vision, Life and Joy
HE is the Artist


Family and Friends from Far
Loads of Fotos


March and November 2009
May 2010