Knitted memories

My grandmother loved to knit. Unfortunatly I never got the chance to learn from her, except for some basic crochet. Recently I found 4 shawls she made and decided to keep them. I remember she'd wear them in winter, while she was at home.

(caught Mia trying to nap ON the pile of shawls and, after being evicted, this was where she chose to lounge...)

Busy days + appreciation of free moments

1 - Last weeks have been really busy, not so much quality time at home. Mia resents this and makes sure I get the message: each day I find her in a new (and odd) place to lounge...

2 - Not a lot of time to cook proper things lately... surviving on what I grab first (I decided this ends today)!

3 - On a weekend evening we went out for dinner and I tasted the best combination ever: "leite de creme" (a sort of custard cream) with fresh strawberries. So good. On my way out spotted a tiny tiny heart on the side walk <3 <3 <3

4 - Every chance I get, I take shortcuts through the city's gardens and parks. These days with low temperatures and bright blue sky make more sense with nature around...  

5 - This week I noticed for the first time a strange-spooky shop on the street where I live. It could be a shop in Harry Potter's Diagon Alley, full of strange old things (it was closed, but I peeked at the window anyway)

Borba III - last day in town

 

 

Sunday is a quiet day in this small city. The streets are almost empty, except for the  few (maybe 2) coffee shops were some locals (mostly men) chat and have a glass of wine.

 



 

We came back home with the feeling of having spent more than a weekend away (which is a sign that the days were really full and well spent)! 

Borba I - visual details of a sunny weekend

After a rainy week the sun came out on the weekend, if only to warm up our trip to Borba, were we met family and spend 2 lovely days...

This and that

1 - Today I got one new scarf and gave two to a friend.

2 - Today I had a hard time finding Mia... guess why?

3 - Today I felll for these two pretty chairs on a garage sale. I didn't buy them but I can't forget them.

Somewhere only we know II

Today I remembered this place I used to go, a long long time ago. Up north, hot summers, harvest time now. 

 * The photos were taken by J and me (a while ago) in one of our last visits.