I have to return to the UK now after this all-too-brief visit. Here are some images I’ll be keeping in my head as well as on this blog.
Young oaks silhouetted by the rising sun. (There are almost as many oaks as fruit trees here.)
Cloud-filled morning pine forest
The pool on the top terrace
The waterfall on the middle terrace
I’ll also be taking back a much fitter body and a huge sense of pleasure gained from working the land with traditional hand tools rather than modern petrol-driven or electrical implements. The €6,50 wooden-handled sickle with serrated blade that I bought in Arganil market has been only marginally less efficient than a €250+ brushcutter/strimmer would have been at tackling the bracken and brambles, considerably more environmentally friendly, much cheaper to run, and better for my physique into the bargain. It’s enough to make me seriously wonder whether in fact we need a strimmer after all.