I like to go for a ride on my bike on Sunday morning. Nothing too athletic but a gentle snoop around the region that hopefully includes eating fish and some discoveries. It is a beautiful day. I head off behind my home and soon stumble upon a bakery. It is nestled in a little valley and serves meals and bakes bread. What it is called is beyond my abilities to inform you.
The owners keep a donkey.
Off towards the sea through fields of sugar cane.
Trapped in an irresistible vortex I spin towards the fishing harbor and en route pass a little shrine.
I get to the harbor.
Let’s buy some fish and maybe have lunch.
Stop off at a shop that sells fisherman’s trousers in amazing colors. I buy some blue ones and a wooden flower.
Good way to spend the morning.
We’ve seen the flowers, so now how about you cat-walking those smart new blue fisherman’s trousers ?