A friend has a magic  house in the country near the foothills of the Atlas Mountains.

Everything there delights the senses.

We go up to the loggia to drink tea and coffee…

and eat cakes.

We look at the view

then walk out into the garden.

After that a lunch of treed – chicken and veggies on a bed of soft bread.

Then time to reflect in mirrors

and in water.

I’m nostalgic already.