A tile table and a tile floor.
Before we bought our little house here, we used to come to Marrakech every spring.
Yesterday afternoon Robert needed to take some photos of the roof terrace at the small hotel where we used to stay.
Unlike many very pink places, this small hotel has a lot of yellow about it.
They work very hard to keep the roof garden blooming, and here, even at the end of January, spring is only just beginning. But I was impressed to see the nasturtiums.
We always like visiting, since we know all the friendly people who work there. We asked about one of our kittens, Mondo, who went to the receptionist's brother almost a year ago now. Apparently, like Ollie, he is a little tough guy - a typical teenager.
The hotel is set round two courtyards - it's really two riads together - very charming and very traditional.
