Ruined beauties . . .
A few more photos from our daily walk to the village. Above and below, the ruins of a house built in the 18th century. And here’s a reminder that I shouldn’t romanticize too much. I…
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A Walk in the Country
Yesterday late afternoon we arrived at Quinta Moenda after a train-plane-automobile adventure of 8 or 9 hours to a very warm welcome from Josephine and Hans — and to find that we were invited to…
View Postcanals, bridges, aspirations
We’re now in gorgeously sunny Portugal — in the Beiras, a mountainous rural area. We sit by the pool listening to the birds symphonize (why yes, I did make that word up), the church bells…
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Pater and I have evolved a travelling style that suits us but which makes us the target of family jokes — we walk and walk and walk. Then we walk some more. Rarely do we…
View PostAnd we’re off . . .
OMG, you’ll be thinking, won’t she ever just get on the plane and fly, already! But our flight is not until late this afternoon — 5 p.m.! — so I have time to get a…
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