I not only got back to doing my own writing in that energized atmosphere, I was reminded of how much I enjoy teaching. I just got back from my second trip to Portugal a couple of weeks ago, to attend the second annual science fiction convention held in Cascais, north of Lisbon. But I did see a lot of friends from last year, and made some wonderful new ones, which was great. The granite boulders were not cut, but set into the ground in their natural rounded form, and an incredibly beautiful, powerful sight. The corks we put into bottles are made from their thick spongy bark, which is cut off each year like a sheep's wool, and grows back for next year.
Truffles grow hidden among their roots.
But I'm out of time, and energy, for now. So until then, adeus .