The week following my sister’s return to Poland was quiet, just work and cycling, resulting in a short blog by my recent standards.
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During one of my morning bicycle rides, a glorious sunrise on our beach:
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Continuing with the beach theme, one afternoon I stopped for a beer in Playa San Juan; there is a bar with tables on the promenade, with pints of draft Cruzcampo beer costing just 2 EUR, a perfect place to enjoy a drink and watch the people. While walking there, I noticed a funny sticker on a pole:
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It is autumn, but people are still using the beach, everybody in their own way:
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Watching the human (and canine) traffic is one of the pleasures of having a beer at this particular bar:
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Another cycling image, the village of Busot on a somewhat misty and hazy morning:
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At home, my mother’s cactus and its children continued to provide us with bursts of beauty:
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I visited the village Verdegás again and came across the usual posse of cats, starting with this Siamese-type kitty:
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An orange kitty, somewhat wary of me:
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An orange baby:
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I continued my habit of photographing dogs in the vestibule of our supermarket:
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Staying with the canine theme, we went for lunch at Balu’s house:
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Balu is always interested in what people around him are eating:
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Looking out:
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Meanwhile, Balu’s dad Eliot hard at work at the grill:
