A day of unexpected twists and turns. We set off to explore the hills, beaches and restaurants west of Setúbal. However, the hot weather brought people out in droves, parking was in short supply and roads were closed.
So a change of plans saw us at the market in Setúbal.
We needed to do some grocery shopping and so used the opportunity.
This rather foreboding butcher watched over the proceedings.
From there we took the ferry across to Tróia and drove back to Alcácer via Comporta.
This evening after a walk, we sat and cooled down with a drink as the sun set.
I was happy today to find the Tibetan Buddhist Retreat Center, Thubten Phuntsog Gephel Ling, about 20 minutes drive from Alcácer do Sal.
On its grounds is the 16 meter high Tashi Gomang Stupa.
Hat on hooks.
🛌 I needed that sleep.
🛌 I needed that sleep.
Back in Alcácer after a couple of packed days in Lisbon. I find the city stimulates me in much the same way that this small town winds me down. I value both in different ways, and appreciate them being so close.
Off to bed soon. Tomorrow, get two new house purchases working.
🌅 The morning after the day before, and what a lovely day yesterday was. Thank you all who were there for a great Micro Meetup 🙏🏻
🌅 The morning after the day before, and what a lovely day yesterday was. Thank you all who were there for a great Micro Meetup 🙏🏻
I’m sure that there will be more of these, but a couple of photos of the Lisbon, Micro.blog Meetup with @jean, @maique, @Portufraise & @helgeg (& friends from the conference Jean was attending). A wonderful afternoon, and lovely to meet more of the Micro.blog family.
🚘 Heading up to Lisboa very soon, for a Micro Meetup afternoon.
🚘 Heading up to Lisboa very soon, for a Micro Meetup afternoon.
Cais Palafítico da Carrasqueira - a place of old fishing piers and huts, near Comporta and the Atlantic coast, Portugal.
Wonky window on a ruined building.
A beach scene from Easter Sunday.
I love writing, it feeds me, even if that writing is personal and not shared. However, at the moment writing time is constrained for me and at a premium. So instead of dropping into despair that I have no time to write, I am trying to adopt a habit of looking for time, and then setting a timer and maybe writing for just 10 minutes. If more time emerges, great. But even if not, at the end of the day, I still feel as though I have written something. It may not be as much as I would like, but it is something. Progress has been made.
I’m working on a blog post for those who are interested in meditation, but who struggle with it. While I don’t like to proselytize about meditation, I do believe that some people drop it because they approach the discipline with some unhelpful ideas and expectations, and that makes me sad.
Maybe a recalibrated approach might open up the possibilities provided by meditation, and yield results that initially weren’t apparent?
Moon rise in the house last night.
🔔 Sitting quietly at home at the end of a long day. Tired but much achieved. The church bells sound nearby for Easter.
🔔 Sitting quietly at home at the end of a long day. Tired but much achieved. The church bells sound nearby for Easter.
