I came across this ruin while walking in the fields around Valdevarnes after a particularly satisfying meal of roasted vegetables, meat and wine. I wandered off for a smoke and a stroll while the others took their siesta. It was a glorious afternoon. The sky was a perfect, post-card blue dotted with puffy white and grey cumulus clouds. As the sun set I rushed here and there through the deeply furrowed fields like a madman trying to capture scene after scene in the perfect Castillian setting sunlight.
Your wanna-be Hemingway photog out for a smoke in the Spanish countryside.