ARIEL'S FAMILY REUNION IN SEVILLE, PART TWO
Once one leaves the mountainous area of Granada Province, the landscape becomes seriously boring; a vast undulating plain, with only an occasional low peak breaking the hazy skyline. At this time of year, the cereals, and other crops have been harvested, and all around are wide expanses of bare, tilled earth – and of course, the myriad olive trees, marching with military precision over the land. The fields of un-harvested sunflowers present an oddly moving sight: row upon row of stiff stalks... Sign in to see full entry.