Bom dia

The weather has been lovely since I've been here, cool in the morning and evening, around 10*C, and 20* +/- 2 through the afternoon. I'm having wonderful sleeps in my fairytale 4-poster bed with mattress warmer to cosy it up before I climb in. I think I must get a mattress warmer for home and Linda, you must get one too. I find that I am becoming one of THOSE, old people who are cold at silly temperatures.

I slept so well, I looked like this today. Nice hair!

Once I'm ready to leave the apartment, I walk up the street past the little church with a real bell on top that rings the hours from 0900 - 2100. Everyone I pass smiles and says "Bom dia". When I get to my cafe, I ask for a cappuccino and croissant simple. It's huge!

    

A few days ago, I took a longish walk out of town, over the bridge across the river, and along the edge of a farmer's field. The many, many birds were singing and the sun was shining. I walked past cork oak trees; one very old giant had died and fallen across the path. These trees are grown in this region for their bark which is harvested every 9 years and made into products like purses, shoes, hats, ties, coasters, and wine bottle stoppers.

After a bit, I came out of the tree area and could see the farmer's field and a big old building of some mystery purpose. And it looked like this!:

Who did that and why there???

I had a charming homemade supper here....

And the day ended like this.....