Thursday in Spain

Beach yesterday, mountains today.  Les and Rose love this drive.  First off to a sight Tasmanians know only too well

Here's my Mum and Rose's car - note Mum's glass is not too far away...

Then on to a place I found curious

not just because they put nativity scenes in old ham tins

but also because they have an anti-violence against the elderly poster at a spot where an old guy threw a young woman over the cliff (admittedly she didn't want to marry an old blind guy and intended to throw him off the cliff).  I think the final outcome is warning enough.

There's also a church here.

Then off to delightful alpine village for lunch.

This is the welcoming well.

And then look at this.  I was beside myself - filet crochet everywhere.

I love filet crochet but have never had a house where it seems appropriate.  I was led pondering such matters to a fine restaurant

Fortunately I am easily distracted...

and on that cheerful note I shall leave you and finish our day in the mountains in the next posting.

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