In the Pueblo of El Rocio,
there'��s a little cafe from where you can see wild
horses roaming freely on a marshy estuary.

An ancient arboreal colossus
dominates a medieval courtyard, providing a
shady ambiance, cooled by gentle zephyrs from the Ocean.

A place where two pilgrims
in life'��s rich pageant, could shoot the breeze
while enjoying a little of what they fancy.

The sun setting over the estuary,
is a prelude to the evenings deep purple
skies , twinkling, With the lights from stars and galaxies.

The "��Universe,"�� a sight to touch anyone'��s "��Butterfly."��

Thank you, Wien Blute

i like this one...

I fancy to go there...smile..

You would be always welcome

I meant Wiener Blute

Cheers Taz