OK, I fiddled a bit with the last one, but the light and the colours are getting more interesting now and these agaves (big version = 90K) are exactly how I found them near the beginning of my Gelida-Sant Sadurní route, honest guv.

The agave is very much in the eye of the beholder. Last time I hit you with some Lorca, and Derek Walcott writes of “the spiked agave on the cliff bringing the dust of Navarre across the ocean,” but today I preferred this lovely haiku by Donna Gallagher:

orange agave buds
against the white mission wall
  shadows of gravestones

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