Narrow streets of colour….

Narrow streets of colour….

Jars of pigment as well as herbs, spices and scent line many a stall…(the three blue pigments you see here are the colours of Essouira’s doors and window frames). Sections of pigment-dyed raffia blow in the breeze…(and believe me, Essouira IS...
Barrows and market stalls….

Barrows and market stalls….

A plethora of market stalls fill the narrow streets of Essouira….mountains of melons, oranges and grapefruit, to limes, chillies and cactus fruit…. and enormous barrows of mint…. (a handful is very useful and kindly given when you visit the leather...
A simple way of life….

A simple way of life….

I was so delighted to discover, upon closer inspection, that what at first glance simply looked like scrubby vegetation in many of the valleys, was in fact intense cultivation by the Berber villagers. There was not an inch of waste, and I can only imagine how it must...