I was going to walk up the hill today but it is so murky here taking photos would be a waste of time. It has also drizzled intermittently. 302 more words
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As dawn breaks over the sea and ancient stone churches turn pink, the morning’s stillness is broken by volleys of gunfire. Tucked behind walls, sitting on armchairs in specially built turrets or else popping up from old stone sheds, Malta’s marksmen open fire as migrating birds flap desperately for cover.