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Things I Never Thought I’d Hear Myself Say
...that I say all the time since moving to Portugal
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When the Winds of Change Blow Your Windows Out
...and other anecdotes from a day in the life at our fazenda in Belas, Portugal
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13 Observations About Living In Portugal
No one is born with triskaidekaphobia
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Who You Gonna Call?
Yesterday was a long day of working online. My job normally requires about 20 hours a week - that’s what I get paid for. But the past two weeks have…
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The Egg Thief
The Secret Garden is cleaned of brush and seedling laurels and dead trees. One tree was so rotten, only a thin skin of bark held it upright, the…
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Evening in the Village
This weekend we planted basil, dill, rosemary and sunflowers. The h is sprouting nursturums, marigolds and morning glories; as well, he shored up the…
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Secret Gardens
As soon as we put the greenhouse up we had a day of 60 kph winds, and it blew a panel right out. The h grumbled about the crappy design. They just took…
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Abiding, presiding, and now residing
Immigration achievement unlocked!
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Friends, fado, brandy, sun
a post of all good things
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This Post Is Not About Chickens and Rain
Not entirely, anyway.
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A Week For Art
for the refrigerator, the stomach, the ear, the skin, the heart
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March 2024

Rain Rain Go Away, Stay Away, Do Not Come Back, Oh My God Stop Already
After a very brief respite the heavy rains have continued, both inside and outside the palaceta (for new readers, the palaceta is what we call the big…
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