Tales of the Lecrin Valley

A personal view of life in an andalusian village.

It has been a weird week in the Lecrin Valley, the weather alternating between cloudy and rainy and blistering heat. Yesterday was over 40ºC when we got into the car and yet it was raining on Monday. It is the normal type of rain, full of sand carried across from the African deserts and specially designed to make your car and your washing on the line filthy. But it does mean that summer is here. After all the rain we had over the winter, the reservoir is full to the brim and the snow-melt is still allowing the rivers to run with some force, particularly in the Rio Durcal. It has been a bad year for hayfever sufferers as the rains have produced a massive flowering on the olive trees. I am still taking pills as this year I have suffered for the first time. It is not unusual to see people in Granada city walking around with face masks on to protect themselves.

A view across the valley from one of our houses

A view across the valley from one of our houses