Today's vignette of joy comes from a reworking of something I scribbled exactly five years ago.
Sources of Joy - Day 62 and 63 I got my car back yesterday. It is fixed. Before I got my car back, I had to do some work. Somewhat out of character, I found the act of working difficult. This has a lot to do with the radical changes taking place in my life, and the... Continue Reading →
When I say I live in the rural Algarve, I sometimes think city folk misunderstand what that might mean. I am not surrounded by livestock (but could be, if I had a different job). It means that where I have Saturday morning coffee looks nothing like a coffee shop from the outside, in the shopping... Continue Reading →