Our Town, Mourão

The lights on the distant right are our town, Mourão, seen from Monsaraz, on the opposite side of the Alqueva Lake.

Another baking day, but apart from going up the hill to Eucharist at midday, and a chat with folk at the Adega on the way back, we sheltered indoors until it started to cool down a bit.

(Nb. the two main words in the title sort of rhyme.)