Our Farm Portugal | Nossa Quinta Portugal
It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of new beginnings.
I’ve had a few of those days. The ones where you start the day with a plan. A small list of things I need to sort out. At the end of the day, not a lot has been achieved. All of a sudden, it’s groundhog day. The list still needs sorting out. By the end…
There is no stopping time. Days become weeks. Weeks become months. Every new month is one closer to my adventure beginning in Portugal. I’m following a road that has been travelled many times by other people. It’s not a straight road, but there are many milestones set along the way. I was born in Bath,…