Up there, above the clouds, it was sunny. But after passing through the clouds, drops of water were decorating the tiny airplane windows. Crap, I thought. Can't believe it's rainy. Switched my mobile data on. Oh, it seems like it's going to be raining 70% of the time we're spending on this island. Oh, great. … Continue reading Sights of Madeira: the first day in the pearl of the Atlantic
Green lands contrasting with the blue sky. The photo was taken from the top of the Castle of Montemor-o-Velho, a little town in central Portugal. The streets were deserted on a Sunday afternoon, as the sun was also a bit shy.
Lately, I have been paying more attention to my surroundings. Going for walks in places already familiar after being away for a long time, has given those places a different mystery. It's like I'm re-reading a book with a different age. Having lived and experienced more. You always find little details you didn't see before. … Continue reading Plants by the sea
I had forgotten how Spring was in Portugal. They have a saying here that would quite literally translate into April, a thousand waters. Which sounds quite odd, but it means to say that it rains a lot in April. And that was exactly how this April was. So Mr. Spring has a borderline personality disorder. … Continue reading Mr. Spring, the painter – part II
It is a cruel consolation to know and see Nature going on as it should go. A consolation because at least something looks normal. While we are in lockdown at home, with our lives on hold, not being able to plan not even short term, piles of anxiety, sadness, loneliness and depression are a contrast … Continue reading The Birth of Spring – Part 2
The Winged Bone 