Caption: stands at the edge of Maceira's cliffs, watching new administrative boundaries take shape in the distance There's electricity in the air here that has nothing to do with storms. Maceira just became independent - a freguesia unto itself, no longer under anyone else's shadow. Fresh flags, fresh hopes, fresh responsibilities. And this old goblin, who's witnessed countless declarations of autonomy across 347 years, feels compelled to share some hard-earned wisdom with th

Caption: sits in new cave in Maceira, watching dawn paint the sea golden On Finding Home Just As Something Else Finds You The cave is perfect. Small, yes, but mine. The neighbors eye this strange goblin with that particular Portuguese mix of suspicion and warmth - keeping distance while leaving bread at the doorstep. The sea whispers ancient languages through limestone. The forest offers cathedral silence when the world becomes too loud. Everything I searched for, I found. An

Maceira's cliffs Caption: adjusts reading glasses while consulting both a Portuguese road map and ancient Eradiir territory charts Fellow...

Welcome to ALLgarve Caption: stares at the ocean while taking notes on parchment So I escaped south to "relax" and prepare my Festival...