Surrender in the Olive Grove

The storm broke over the Sierra Morena with dramatic Andalusian fury. Within minutes of their arrival at the Mirador del Águila, the blue sky was swallowed by towering thunderheads of charcoal and indigo, rolling in from the Atlantic coast like a dark, charging cavalry. The temperature plummeted ten degrees as the wind began to whip through the ancient olive groves, stripping silver leaves from the branches and sending fragrant clouds…