Night Sounds - Do you hear whispering?

 There is no photo because it is dark outside

 There is a full moon but it is cold and the wind is blowing. The door to the balcony is open and memories enter the room. They drift in on the scent of sea water and flowers. I can almost hear voices in the garden. 


One of my Uncles saying : “Kids, roll the windows down”, as we passed a dairy farm with huge piles of manure.  “Breath deep! That is the smell of money.” And then his laughter at the joke full of wisdom.


One of my Aunts giggling as she said: “Did you see what I just did?” Laughing at her mistake and humbly showing the humor in it. Laughter is healing. The Bible says it is like medicine . It is good. I think we should all laugh at ourselves till milk comes out our nose. 


This garden of memories in our lives should make us so grateful. It is a blessing. It is a good thing. It is a part of who we are.


So when you ask, “Why do you keep traveling to the Azores”. The truth is I am finding memories here and they are wrapped in beauty. Like this endless loop in my brain, repeating with variations.


Tonight I had two glasses of excellent Portuguese red wine with dinner. You probably had some too, I just can’t remember for sure. Two glasses is my limit. It was also my homework.


I have been taking a writing course online. I hope the blog and my book draft will improve. The instructor suggested an authors exercise. “Write drunk and edit sober.” I gave it a little try.


 

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