A Picture

A picture Behind the mountain, as seen in this photo I lived, in a small village, for 31 years The hillside of the mountain only had a few farms narrow tracks fit for sheep and mules The houses had narrow entrances because the people were not of tall stature and lived modestly and believed in God The men didn’t live long, and the women usually went on living twenty years more; the reason for this I blame the Medronho, which is imbibed too often. The hillside exploded one-day building activities for people (tourists) to find Portugal a beautiful a place to live and get old. Only when people get old do hanker for the country, they came from and sold out that was good for real estate, and prices went up so much so that the hillside became a sought-after place almost posh, with garages and newly asphalted roads. When driving to my home behind the mountain I had to drive around, but now it is possible to drive over the top and down, which is good for those who like heights But it must be said, the old road was more seer friendly Nevertheless, the mountain is charming in winter light. PS. The phone was not charged