My Space

 It took about a year, but I think my personal writing space in the cabin is coming together. It's in the loft so it's also a popular spot for the cats so I often have company.

My morning spot where I work on Duolingo and serve as a car pillow.

And the desk where I fitfully write.

Finally

 I feel that Duolingo finally gets me.

G3's girlfriend Ali completely agreed with this worldview.

Sacred Texts of the East

 My 14 volume Sacred Texts of the East arrived and I think I'm just a bit too excited about this. You don't have to tell me how cool I am, I know.

It's over a hundred years old and this complete set was compiled from four different college libraries. Seriously, who would get rid of these? Granted, I think some of these college don't exist anymore.

Move to the cabin, she said

 . . . it will be fun, she said.

OK, so we've moved on to lovely June, but I feel I should post them just to remind myself of the true nature of the #YankeeHellhole.

Lula grelhada

 I don't know, do you think I'm getting excited about next month's return trip to Portugal? This was at a restaurant in the main thoroughfare in Viana do Castelo.

Seriously, I may have a problem.

That Boy

 Yes, I know I post an endless series of pictures of my son, but, some on, he's my son. Heaven forbid any grandkids ever show up.

Here's G3 jumping into Lake Champlain, which is right behind his place. He is ably assisted by Ali. I think the island in the background is where they're getting married next summer. Oh, and I can't believe how cold that water must have been - he sent me that picture in April.

Alho e vampiros

 Just a quick silly picture of the garlic I put next to our 13th century cottage window while we were in northern Portugal. In between the creepy graineries and the fact that we never saw anyone alive in neighboring Lindoso we weren't taking any chances.