Before I moved to Portugal, I knew I would write about it. The writing’s a constant in my life, like…
The calçadas are slick on many walkways in Sintra. The historic center sees so many footfalls that have polished the…
Museums often leave me cold—even the ones covering topics in which I have great interest. In fact, these must engage…
“Time to stockpile wood, for when the rains come.” I have this note to myself from last year, when January…
My first walks through the campo north of the house found me looking down: fragments of tiles poking through the…