12.11.2011 On a glorious sunny afternoon I drove up to the abandoned Greek village of Sandima. It’s a place I love visiting as there is always something to photograph. High on the hillsides were vivid splashes of colour from the trees which are fast losing their leaves.
At the base of some rocks I found the tiny pink flowered wild cyclamen.
Jays flew all around me. I found more of the giant agave plants that I had been searching for on my last artist date and they towered above me.
I wandered through the ruins finding lots of interesting shots through empty windows and textures of peeling paint.
A farmer carries a pail of water to his cows. He and his mother had been laying brushwood along the tops of the dry stone walls
citrus orchards in the valley below