So here on the forgotten Finca the fire is roaring. And dripping
summer sweat in blazing Spanish sun is but a distant memory.
The place is cosy and yesterday Senor Handsome and I
toddled around the overgrown hectares to choose a Fir to disguise
as our Christmas tree. Times are tough for many financially
and we are just two amongst the many. Christmas on a shoestring:
getting back to basics - simple pleasures: not so very bad.
Storm will be us on Boxing Day/26th with his girlfriend! My son is
all grown and we can now share a bottle or two of Spanish Cava.
Cheers big ears...
I wonder how are your plans going?
x ... ***