In response to the postponed visit of a client to this wonderful converted vicarage in Moia just outside Barcelona, the owner was able to paint a picture without images, after all she is a writer:
The smell of winter is not far away, and yesterday I had the last swim of this season, or so I presume.
The air was clear as cristal and the light beautiful and dazzling. I do love autumn. Being in the hills, the sun is always strong and warm, even when it’s cold.
I still could eat some figues and picked up some roses…A bliss after the smoggy Beijing.
It seems a pity that potential buyers can not see the house and the place now, when the woods are still green and the trees haven’t yet lost their leaves.