This was taken on the road to Guadiz. This countryside was a change from the hills of oak or olive trees that we had been riding through for several days. Wild flowers were everywhere.
Sonny, who was always ahead of me, stopped to admire the rolling green hills and color of the many types of flowers - not to wait for me.
He blends in well with the poppies, but I don't think he planned his attire for this reason.