Sunday, March 31, 2024

Ode to Pântano


Pântano do Sul: it is an anachronism of a town at the far south of the island, with a nice long beach and restaurants in the sand. We had it all living there for 14 privileged weeks that went by too fast. A simple portrait of the way things used to be, it that taught us what we have is enough and gave daily reminders that our untamed souls still resonate with wild life and wild places. 
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