Sharing a Firewater

Must be a good life when you ache to not Blip some of the photos you've taken... can't use up all my extras before the year's half over, can I??

Anyway, this was the last photo of the day - we invited the Padre to dinner with us at an old oil press, SemFim, over the lake at Telheiro. The poor guy is exhausted - I do not know how someone can do as much as he has these last days - I'm tired having just assisted some of the celebrations. Lovely chatting together - have given him some coconut oil to do oil pulling in the morning, for his throat - he has another sung mass to do in the morning at a hermitage on the island. The writing above the coloured part of the wall are the words to a song the men sing at the Adega.

Oh, and by the way - Happy Easter to you all!