Around here: I danced in the highlands.

Tarde em Luss.

Afternoon in Luss.

O romper da manhã no vale de Orchy.

Dawn in the Orchy valley.

A vista em Bridge of Orchy.

The view in Bridge of Orchy.

O esmagador Glencoe.

The overwhelming Glencoe.

O Glenfinnan Viaduct para os fãs de Harry Potter.

The Glenfinnan Viaduct for the Harry Potter fans.

O início do Canal Caledoniano que atravessa o Great Glen.

The Caledonian Canal over the Great Glen.

A paisagem em Invergarry.

The view in Invergarry.

O incontornável Eilean Donan Castle.

The inescapable Eilean Donan Castle.

Os trilhos inesquecíveis na ilha de Skye.

The unforgettable trails in the Island of Skye.

As cinco irmãs vistas do Glenshiel.

The five Sisters from Glenshiel.

O marco de correio no meio do nada de onde enviei os meus postais.

The mail box of the fields somewhere near Kyle from where I sent my postcards.

O calmo Lago Cluanie.

The calm Loch Cluanie.

O misterioso Lock Ness.

The mysterious Loch Ness (We looked for Nessie of course!)

As livrarias em Inverness.

The bookshops in Inverness.

Os trilhos nos Cairngorms.

The trails over the Cairngorms.

Os lagos em Aviemore.

The Lakes in Aviemore.

 

Os jardins nos Castelos de Balmoral e Drum.

The Gardens in Balmoral and Drum Castle.

A adorável St Andrews onde eu jurei voltar um dia.

The beloved St. Andrews where I sweared I will come back one day.

O Urso nos Jardins de Princes Street com o Castelo de Edimburgo ao fundo.

The Bear in the Princes Street Gardens, with the Castle of Edinburgh in the back.

 

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Estive uns dias fora que aproveitei para reflectir e abrir horizontes. Ainda ponderei agendar alguns posts mas pareceu-me forçado. Por isso preferi mostrar-vos que, de vez em quando é preciso respirar e acompanhar o nosso esforço com as devidas pausas. Durante este tempo houve uma montanha bem alta de coisas a acontecer: foi um período em que me entreguei a mim, e quando me ofereci aos outros de forma mais intensa, que reagi finalmente, que maturei e defini. Houve muitos “sim!” mas também alguns “não!” e outros “chega!”. Houve algum retrocesso e algum avanço. Neste tempo eu dancei, da esquerda para a direita, de cima para baixo, voei baixinho, aterrei colada ao chão, levantei-me, rodopiei e voltei ao centro, fortaleci alguns músculos, forcei outros, curei lesões. Acho que cresci um ou dos milímetros.

Entre algumas das coisas que se foram passando, trago-vos algumas imagens de um fabuloso passeio pelas terras altas que não só encheu os meus olhos de maravilhas como me inspirou a escrever, a pintar e sobretudo a estudar. Eu adoro história e viajar é a melhor forma de estudar história ou pelo menos de a consolidar.

I spent a few days out to think and open my horizons. I still pondered scheduling a few posts but it seemed forced to me. That is why I have chosen to show you that, from time to time, we must breathe and follow our effort with the necessary pauses. During this time there was a very high mountain of things that happen: it was a time when I confronted myself, and when I offered myself to others more intensely, a time when I finally reacted, matured and defined some issues. There were many “yes!” but also some “no!” and a few “enough!”. There was some setback and some breakthrough. While I was away I danced from left to right, from top to bottom, I flew, quietly, I landed glued to the ground, got up, whirled and returned to my center, strengthened some muscles, forced others, healed injuries. I think I’ve grown a millimeter.

Among some of the things that have been happening, I bring you some images of a fabulous road trip through the highlands that not only filled my eyes with wonders as it inspired me to write, to paint and especially to study. I love history and traveling is the best way to study history or at least to consolidate it.

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