The flowers have opened one by one in the cool night airs and the inhabitants of this place are greeted with the full magnificence of the meadows of the Dehesa.
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This is a painterly masterpiece on the grandest of scales and is a moment of divine inspiration.
It is nature expressing herself with wild and free abandon and a floral riot whose beauty can barely be contained within the ecology.
Once more, the flowers become the poetry of reproduction and the seducers of all upon the mountain.
Photo: The meadows of Saladaviciosa. Courtesy of the author.