.'- things are so much brighter in the sun -'.

I'm back from a week of Andalucian sunshine.

Eyeing storks cruise on thermals, their legs dangling oddly while wings
   spread elegantly.

Strolling abandoned streets of Jerez in 47 degree heat after tapas and
   cervezas.

Collecting shells and stones on Sancti Petri beach while daydreaming
   to the sea and cloudless sky.

Ambling down cobbled alleys in Cadiz, adoring Moorish cupolas and
   kooky shopfronts.

Paddling in the pool until sundown then waiting for the stars to come
   out and the owls to swoop over the pines.

Eating sweet pink prawns and fresh sardines from the bbq.