Three Spoons and a Chopstick

In spite of barely sleeping last night, thoroughly enjoyed the flight from Birmingham to Faro, the friendly airline staff, being next to Mike on a window seat, but mostly the views... up through the thick cloud cover and into brilliant sunshine, and back down again through clouds into sunshine over the sea at Faro, see extra. Incredible to believe that flying used to fill me with fear; now it seems such a privilege.

And then a walk on our newly discovered boardwalk alongside the estuary. The tide was going down, so many birds and then these three spoonbills sweeping the golden water, joined after a while by an egret. Walked and walked, about ten km.

Lots of emotions, but it feels good to be back.