In 1832 Washington Irving wrote of the Alhambra: “How unworthy is my scribbling of the place?” – and the same rings true for me today.
Its potted history reads like a tragic romance; small fortress flowers into exquisite palace, suffers under the heavy hands of a Renaissance king and marauding army, descent to a den of iniquity before recognition of its worth and finally the relatively safe haven of UNESCO 1000 years later.
Now the most visited site in Spain it somehow rises above it all; the passing of centuries still whispering in the shadows as the crowds throng the courtyards and corridors. Trying to capture something of the beauty and atmosphere without the intrusion of selfie stick wielders proved quite challenging ….
(All images are copyright to Noeline Smith)