We live in a quaint house, atop a hill in Lagoa near Silves. I awake in the morning to the warmth of the sun, while I take my espresso outside and read a book. Nina and Andre play in the grass, rolling around and enjoying the freedom, which the morning brings. I wish this could last forever, but alas it’s time to eat breakfast and head to the beach. I know…. I shouldn’t be complaining, but I haven’t been able to bask in the sun for months, since Iowa winter is not as pleasant.
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| view from the kitchen window |
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