On sunday we went to have breakfast at our favorite spot by the pond, and then walked a few kilometers back to the main road.
It is spring. By the lemon trees you can see the beginning of the blossoms together with the remnants of last years fruit.
This village is a mere 15 km or so from Marmaris, but still has all rural charms, like overcrossing cattle.
Isn't it idyllic?
The bee hives are getting a paint job for the coming season.
Wild flower and pine honey is a source of income to many.
We are totally ignorant when it comes to identify fruit trees by their blossoms. Almonds, maybe?
This is just the parcel for us, and it is for sale. Alas the price for living in paradise is far out our reach.
It is weird, but despite the healthy air and plentiful food, people still die here. They lie to rest in great style, though.