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Stranger in a Familiar Land

It’s been 4 weeks since our plane from Lisbon touched down in Newark, NJ.  I had spent months of preparation to handle every teeny weeny detail, cuz that’s how I roll.  After 2 ¾ years of residing in Setúbal, Portugal,

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I’m feeling Pioneer-y

This is the epilogueof my stint in Portugal.  Wayne and I are headed back to the US tomorrow.  It was three years ago that I quit my job and we began making preparations to move to Portugal.  A great adventure,

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A Guitarra do Fadista

As we prepare to leave Portugal, we are communing with the many beloved friends we have found here. Such friends are Jorge and Paula. Paula happens to be our landlord, but, she and Jorge have taken us on a low-tide

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Exchanging Places

Sorry for the long silence.  We’ve been distracted.  Wayne and I have been sorting through emotions and practicalities of “stay” or “go” regarding Portugal.  When we first set out on this adventure, it was open ended.  People asked is we

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Splatty Flat Cat

by Barbara Miller I see it in dogs Enjoying their rest, But far and beyond, the cats do it best.   After stalking and hunting And planning attacks, And, of course, after eating, They’re flat on their backs.   Reposed

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A Charmed Day in Setúbal

A Charmed Day in Setúbal Some days are better than others.  Some are perfect and some are just shit.  Then there’s yesterday.  The washing machine suddenly decided to no longer function, so all the laundry had to be handwashed.  All

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That darn Muse

That muse just keeps niggling me.  I did this art (colored pencils and ink) during the winter as a soulself portrait.  Then Miss Muse spoke some playful words.  When I remain open, she speaks.  Love and Peace.

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