Saying what is seen
Speaking what is felt
Listen what is heard
Seeking what is hidden
Chasing what is lost
Take what is found
Opening of the door
Setting of the table
Provision of the needed
Freeing of the mind
Lightening of the heart
Reception of the given
Below my feet the mountain sprawls
I hear the village bell chime as the sun it falls
The wind blusters and blows without whistle
I feel as if time has come to a standstill
Biding with patience that’s fully enjoyed
I stand alone as a herder employed
Saturday night sunset viewed from Oliveirinhas da Serra
On the way to Oliveirinhas da Serra
The passions you planted here,
I water and watch them grow and shoot.
To keep them safe and dear,
Hoping they’ll someday bear their fruit.
less than 20minutes of fire development in first 3 pics, 4th is 4 hours later.
near Colmeal, viewed from Monte Frio.
At Oliveirinhas da Serra, Monte Frio.