Wednesday is sometimes informally referred to as “hump day” in North America, a reference to the fact that Wednesday is the middle day—or “hump“—of a typical work week. And today, hump day was spent in Tavira.
An overcast day, still warm temperatures and a lovely slight breeze. Conditions that made it perfect for wandering through the tiny streets of Tavira, one of our very favourite towns in the Eastern Algarve.
As with most mornings, a bit of time is spent wandering around the property to see what new plants, blossoms, colours etc. have cropped up overnight……..today was no exception filled with surprises.
This gorgeous tree continues to confound us. Right now it has about 200 plus of these gorgeous blooms and countless other buds waiting to open.
A lovely white hibiscus has opened in our driveway. Didn’t even know it was there.
These figs are right beside our kitchen door. The tree is laden, as are several others near the house. And that’s not counting Henrique’s fig orchard next door!!!
These flowers are not much bigger than a pea. They are growing all along the end of the driveway.
Ther persimmon flower. There is a field of about five acres right across the street from our driveway and every tree is bending in flower.
Olives will be in abundance this year as all the trees are covered in flowers.
Tavira was not at all busy today, which was a plus for us. We parked up near the train station and stopped to pick up our tickets for our trip to Lisbon at the end of next week. We then wandered for a few hours before stopping for lunch and then again afterwards.
Loved this chimney.
Marc and Patricia happily perusing the lovely tile work in this, one of our favourite stores in Tavira.
The sign for the store previously mentioned.
I loved this old fig tree growing out of this broken window on the second floor of an empty, at least I hope it is empty, home!
This vine was quite lovely.
Mr, Marco and the roses int he Castelo gardens.
A view of the old church from the castelo gardens.
Cliche I know but it was right net to the following sign on a house.
See, it makes perfect sense!
Igrega da misericordia in Tavira.
Marc waiting on the steps of the church while Pat atones for her sins inside……..I’m going to pick him up next week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A white bird of paradise.
Sitting pretty on the Ponte Romana
We decided to head to Cafe Simao, consistently good and always a wonderful choice of prato do dia. No exception today.
My succulent Portuguese porc with marinated veggies.
Patricia’s seafood cataplana.
Marc’s bacalhau com natas. Baked cod in cream.
Very happy with our choices………..perfect sized portions. We stuck to water rather than vino…..followed by bicas and yet more afternoon wanderings.
Love this succulent….a soft pinkish colour.
OK, not sure what this little fellow represents but…..he had plants growing out of him!!!!
I know…….I need to be smacked.
And now hump day is just about behind us. Great jazz playing, dinner dishes done (thank you Patricia) and we are all busy with one thing or another. Tomorrow could turn out to be our first rainy day in a very long time and so we have a plan A and B, just in case.