🥱 It’s tomorrow. I’d better go to bed.
Town, boat, night…from the far bank.
🐰 Where do dust bunnies come from? My current thinking is from “thin air,” and that they are very prolific!
🗒️ Making lists for things I have to do in the next 24 hours before leaving.
Catching up.
Sunset from the beach at Comporta a few nights ago
And Alcácer do Sal from over the River Sado yesterday evening,
And tonight.
I have just had lunch and still haven’t been outside yet today. I got up late and just started doing odd jobs around the house. The grey sky outside wasn’t an encouragement to venture out, and I just didn’t think about doing so. I’ll head out before the day is over, but have appreciated the pace of the day so far.
🫠 Another ssslllooowww start to the day. Not often for me, but sometimes they just feel right…and nourishing.
🍺 Sitting outside on a mild February evening in Alcácer, enjoying listening to the sounds of the local crowd and relaxing after a busy week.
An American Buddhist monk, Ajhan Sumedho, once said,
“Suffering is wanting things other than they are.”
My suffering today is having to return something that I bought yesterday and is not working properly.
I hope that I can make myself understood.
😌 I’m having a sssllllooooowwww morning. Things to do, but I’m trying to recognize that one of them, hiding in the corner, is “take a rest.”
A micro Micro Meetup with @maique. The meetup was “micro” because it was short, 5 or 10 minutes, at the end of the day before we headed off for the evening. Still I am very pleased that we squeezed it in and made it happen. Thank you Maique, it was great to see you again.
🍔 I needed that lunch. The jitters were setting in.
Happy Valentines Day from Alcácer do Sal.
After reading this post by Amit Gawande, I recognized in what Amit wrote an increasing truth for me when I am writing blog posts. If I catch myself using the general “you” or “we”, I stop myself and rephrase the post as “I…”. I’ve decided that I want to own for myself what I am talking about. As Amit says, does what I am writing hold true for me?
I went to bed last night feeling so good about what I had accomplished over the last few days. That was soon turned on its head as I woke up in the middle of the night feeling queasy.
My diagnosis is food poisoning. I can’t think what else it could be. I’ll spare sharing details here, though jumping out of bed multiple times to a cold bathroom did not help the experience. Apart from feeling a little weak and hungry (…and reticent about food), I have no symptoms this morning. Though I am moving slowly. Today’s plans have been laid to rest, or at least edited.
An evening walk along the River Sado in Alcácer do Sal.
I’m was grateful today for a packet of Miso soup that my wife had slipped into my bag just before I set off for Europe a week and a half ago. It hit the right spot late in the afternoon as I took a break from a(nother) day of cleaning up, and moving boxes. I haven’t been far these last three days, but I am seeing some results from my efforts.
Open the windows and let some fresh air in, or keep them closed and keep the heating on? ~ One of life’s conundrums. 🤔
☀️ Blessings for the sun this morning. It might not be the warmest sun, but it is the sun in a blue sky.
🚗 I landed in Portugal last night. This morning I am heading out on roads that I know, from a previous visit, but don’t know. Always brings up anxiety in me. …Breathe…