We went to Nijar this morning to buy some more pots for our ever increasing collection of cacti.
We always like walking around the old town which is a maze of narrow streets and pretty squares with cats dozing in the sunshine in quiet corners.
One of the features of the traditional buildings which is most striking is the beautiful old doors.
Although some are in decay it is obvious that the town’s people take great pride in their entrances and they make interesting photographic subjects.
The main street of Nijar has many pottery shops hoping to attract tourists but we found this one down a side street.
It was like entering Alladin’s cave, dark inside with many rooms piled high with all manner of colourful items of pottery.
As well as the pots we were looking for we finally managed to find a teapot. We have been searching for one for ages.