The spring at 06.45

Just a few yards from the house the spring water that has supplied us for years in preference to the mains water has become no more than a trickle. With the mountains behind and the sea in front it is worth the early start to watch the sun come over the mountain, and miss the queue for water. Donkeys loaded with water bottles, ladies with three or four 5litre bottles tied in to a 'doluk' on their back form a constant line to the spring throughthe day. Many people are more affluent now, and drive to the springs at the bottom of the village, still gushiing strongly throughout the summer droughts, and fill their cars with bottles for themselves and their neighbours.