The path rises steeply behind the cottage, skirting an olive grove before disappearing invitingly into a thicket of small trees. One kid asked me where it went, and another said that it looked like a good place to find some snakes. It was time for a mini-adventure. Continue reading “Blue feathers and transient wonders: a nature walk in Portugal”
The children are entranced by the simple pleasure of a short walk in a foreign place.