The drive from Barcelona to the Coasta Brava went quickly and was dotted with a number of picturesque sights. Many of the towns in the near distance were topped with ancient forts and castles, which would have been fascinating to explore. I loved seeing the gorgeous, flowing fields of hay, much of it harvested and rolled up in the large round bales, reminding me of a painting by Van Gogh.
But what really drove me completely crazy, to the point that I felt I was nearly channeling Vincent, and made me positively mad for a photo op, were the massive fields of sunflowers.
Thankfully, my patient friends were kind enough to give me a few momentos, in a field, with my camera, in and amongst these lovely petaled orbs {gracias, amigas}.
We are having a gorgeous {yet strangely humid} Indian Summer here in the PNW. I’m trying to enjoy every last minute of sunshine and warmth {I even skipped yoga class today!!}
I hope you have a warm and wonderful weekend with lots of fun friends and family buzzing about.
Plus a little time ALL to your {very perfect} self.
hasta luego…
Bonjour, and thank you for visiting my blog today. I have just looked at yours and must congratulate you on these glorious pictures! The sunflowers are absolutely stunning. My parents (who live in Paris year round) spend most of their summers on La Costa Brava, in a small fishing town named L'Escala, two hours North of Barcelona. My family spent a few days there with them in July. Needless to say, I also enjoyed reading your other post (El Far Hotel) Again, amazing pictures. Looking forward to seeing more… A bientôt, Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)