
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,…
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,…
So we’re in the Algarve now. Everyone says it’s the most beautiful place on earth. But then, what do they know? Everyone in Portugal says they have a “house” in the Algarve. This goes back to the ‘80’s when Portugal…
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…
Living in Portugal, we’re not as intimately connected with the Hollywood scene as we used to be. We’d heard of the movie Green Book but didn’t really know much about it. Something about a white guy hired as driver for…
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…
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…
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.