Victor and our shadows

Today we went south, to the land of the "calçots", a kind of onion. It's grilled (burned to say the truth) straight over the fire.

No chance of taking photos during the messy time, my hands were black, full of coal.

Afterwards, before getting seated for the rest of the meal, I had to entertain two hungry kids.

I was delighted by the long shadows. After all, winter has something unique, long shadows.