Often enough we go wandering in the hills. Sometimes we follow a trail. Sometimes one of us has trod that way before. One of us is looking for a home with a beautiful view. It might be modern, or a more traditional Portuguese style. But we all stop, look and offer an opinion. It matters not, of course, for the house is seldom on the market and, if it were, would be way beyond our budget. But it’s a harmless pursuit.
We start in the village. A rather ramshackle window is firmly shuttered, inviting no buyers. An uphill cobbled track leads to a country lane, and the most exquisitely gnarled olive tree trunk. I stop to admire.
A feature of this part of the world, great boulders are stacked one upon another. They interlock, braced against the sky. Has some idle giant been playing at jigsaws, then strode off into the clouds? The textures absorb the sunlight.
The land opens out, with a scattering of almond trees. How beautiful will they look in spring, laden with armfuls of white blossom? A narrow lane leads to a quirky little bungalow. Perhaps I could live here, but it’s much too far from shore.
The views are far reaching and lovely, and I can picture the smoke-coloured evening hills. Still, the valley can never surpass the sea for me.
But maybe for Jude? I’d better ask her!
“Still, the valley can never surpass the sea for me. ”
My sentiments exactly.
I know 🙂 🙂
If I get tired of the scenery on my usual walks, I can always see what’s happening on your walks. This was a nice one. And that is a lovely house. I can imagine a couple living there, visited by their children or grandchildren.
That’s a painful thought to me right now, Nikki, because no matter how fine the house, I’m far from my youngsters. But I appreciate your company 🙂 🙂
ooh where were you?
In the hills beyond Moncarapacho. Nowhere cheap up there 🤣💕
I appreciate the way you describe your journeys. There is so much to be curious about in this world.🤍🤍
And many a bump and bruise along the way. 🙂 🙂 A pleasure to have your company.
I love looking at houses on my walks, too. Cottages, mansions, all of it is interesting. Love the black and white on some of these, Jo. Have a beautiful weekend.🙂
Thanks, Julie 🙂 🙂 It will be a peaceful weekend, but the weeks are full of friends.
Wonderful wandering Jo. We are stuck at home 🙂
It’s slowly going that way here,too, Rupali 😦 😦
Oh!
Slowly 🙂 🙂
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what a lovely house, Jo but i’d go for the sea 🙂 🙂
Same for me, darlin 🙂 🙂
The old trunk is amazing, Jo. Love the black and white image especially.
The old olive trees are so full of character, Amy! I never tire of looking at them 🙂 🙂
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Yes if you are going to be near the sea than you must see the sea.. 😉
Absolutely, Lisa 🙂 🙂
Exquisite gnarled tree trunk. I like the house too.
The olive trees are wonderful old friends, Sami 🙂 🙂
That’s a walking “game” I play often! I live close to a very nice neighborhood (where we could not afford a single thing), and my walks and runs always contain daydreams about the houses I have picked out for myself!
It’s only a house, isn’t it, Lexie? There are many more important things, but I like to look 🙂 🙂
I really loved the old olive tree and was envious of all the old houses. And the B&W photos.
They have so much character, don’t they? Both trees and the old houses 🙂 🙂
I could happily imagine living in some of those 🙂 Have you been out there this year? Sorry I have been out of touch, just too much going on.
I live there now, Robin. We sold our UK home 2 years ago this month. Presents difficulties with seeing family though 😒💕
Ah, jo, you do make me smile!
Yay! I have it in writing! That’s worth a lot of money, Sue 🙂 🙂 Have a nice day!
And you!
I don’t know about Jude, but I could certainly live in a house like that! And with those views!
The olive tree is so majestic & lovely.
It’s a lovely part of the world. it would definitely make a writer’s retreat 🙂 🙂