Francis has to leave the sand-bed before high tide… The delicious moqueca I ate at MÜLA Restaurant Chocolate Mousse Morning is wet and the flowers love it The night is still young DEAD The grimaces of the flowers Surprise...surprise... Late afternoon, in the porch Kitsch Style ...there was a dog that pissed on the flowers... Império Coffee shop/Restaurant Backyards MYSELF One more visit to the Champalimaud Foundation "Memories of Lisbon from Old Times" (1955) APOCALYPSE The West Pilgrim My high standing coat rack is my wardrobe The tree is too narrow to hide you from me Tonight is good to praise the moon A-dos-Ruivos Industrial Park (a joke without no jo… Manuscript Dolphins out of water HILUS I say, Armanda steps (*)! Antique/Flea Market (and other not so old useless… One more visit to Champalimaud Foundation DISTURBANCE OF SILENCE (my title) The New World is mine! Light's green I use to say my porch is my reception room Risky job Today the Pink Panther got a bath When I look to Montejunto Sierra I feel it's all m… My grandchild had lunched too much today Yesterday night, my garden Yesterday afternoon, my garden Not everything that is old becomes useless They all fall from the tree with the heat For drinking in hot days, anytime "Ginjinha do Sanguinhal" shop window, inside view A bee on the top The old haberdashery closet