This afternoon was the first time since Tim broke his foot in Morocco three months ago that he has gone out on an actual walk with Sahraa as I have been taking her both morning and evening (a real trial for me time wise and in the stifling heat and wearing a black abaya). She was a bit confused that we both were walking her and had to be reassured every few steps, by both of us, this everything was OK. Which it was until I pointed my new Sony at her, and then it was the usual routine of her turning her back on me or hiding behind Tim. But I did manage to get one shot of her that I liked, although it’s greatly cropped.

Back in Casablanca, the intricate detail of a mosque door, posted earlier: