Pode ler Novo Ano, Nova Vida em Português
Among the changes of the past six months or more was a change of house. I have half the space, but am paying half the rent, and it is located in a lovely quiet enclave just 10 minutes walk from the beach. Possibly best of all, it has a garden as large as the house itself so all together I feel I have definitely traded up. I am pleased I can finally get back to digging for victory and have fresh herbs and veg… if only the rain would stop long enough to get anything done! I even discovered a thriving colony of cilantro in my lawn, a herb which has always frustrated me in the past.
Of course long walks on the beach were planned, and I did walk all the way to Espinho one day for the market – about 15k as it turned out, I seem to have slightly misunderstood the geography of my village relative to Espinho!
But the nearly unrelenting rain since Christmas has prevented my getting out very often, and in the storms of early January the boardwalk which runs along the coast from Lavadores, near the mouth of the river, down to Espinho has been largely torn up, particularly at the northern end. Sand has drifted across much of the path and even across the beach-side football pitch near me, but I imagine that won’t stop the games.
One day I gave up on the beach walk and decided to wander inland and learn more about my new ‘hood. I met some neighbours, one of whom was new that morning! One of the things I love here is that there remain some rural pockets in amongst the housing developments – whether a flock of sheep or a half acre of kale or a few dozen chickens.