And in Ouled Mgatel

… everything is just fine.

 

The cabbages, the lettuces, the trees and the cats are growing.

There is snow on the (faraway) mountains.

The house is not too damaged.

And the small dog that had swallowed our cat Mioche was kind and spat him out. In one piece. And alive.

So.

Nothing to complain about, really.

(except  about the road…)