On my way out, I took my camera with me. Like we all say, "Just in case"..
It was the most beautiful Autumn morning, just as it is today. The sun was shining, I had a cardigan on that I had to take off, as it became warm with the sun beaming through the car window. I felt good and happy and thankful for all the lovely things around us, that go to making a perfect day.
Knowing i was going the back road, I thought I might just see something interesting, i kept the camera on the passenger seat next to me.. for quick access.
I always take the same route once in the village.. its the next village to mine. It has two larger super markets, where I go every once in a while .
By now, those of you who follow me, know that I live in a rural agricultural area. With farms that have vast hectares of land. Old little villages, with their winding cobbled streets and houses painted diligently every spring with snow white 'Cal'- lime wash. Its the Ladies of the village that paint their outside facade of their village homes.. an age old tradition. Its always at the beginning of Spring. Passing by, you can see the smiles and hear their chit chat , exchanging how each one paints and does her very best.
Every time I drive that route.. I say to myself " that wasn't there before"- yet its been there for hundreds of years.
That's the beauty of living in the country. Our eyes catch a glimpse of something new.
I finished my shopping, having said hello to some of the girls, that I had not seen for months. Country folk are always happy. I took the same back road home again. Stopping along the way seeing different trees and little houses that i had not seen before. Isnt that amazing...after all these years.!
We all need a sense of belonging. I left my hometown with my parents at a very early age of 8.. and travelled to darkest Africa. Travelled here and travelled, there. Sailed here and sailed there.
But, its here in these beautiful Alentejo surroundings , that I have found my sense of belonging.
As I type, the horses are neighing ,the dogs are barking at the birds twittering about the garden, the sun is shining, the flowers blooming. I am home.