I, Catarina, am in mourning over the ending of summer.
Last week I was welcomed by Ricardo Brandão – walking encyclopaedia – at the Hospital of CERVAS, in Gouveia. CERVAS is a main artery of Nature in Serra da Estrela. In the whole Centre of Portugal, actually. They do fundamental work in conservation and recuperation of animals, doing, among other things, monitoring, education and recovery.
The bond between dogs and humans is one of the oldest and most historical relationships we can personally know.
Who can claim more fame and praise for their “talking” (i.e., acoustic communication) other than songbirds, with their beautiful and complex songs? This, which is such a telltale sign of the arrival of spring, delights us and inspires art and poetry.
I step out the door. The sun is hot, bright, facing me as I face it and greet it good morning. There is a strong breeze blowing, reminding me of the ending of winter. Two dogs greet me, wagging their tails happily and lazily as they bask in the morning light. Their fur is soft and very warm. After weeks of grey overcast, it’s stunning how this sunny day can lift up my mood. I feel energised, light, social, happy.
At Vale das Lobas, in the area above the village of Sobral Pichorro, there is an incredible forest of tall, thin trees, with light-brown trunks covered in green, fluffy lichen, whose floor is now covered in a bed of leaves representing autumn hues. They are chestnut trees…