The post-holiday blues

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Friday 6th September 

The post-holiday blues
They stealthily creep
Those memories linger
Vivid and deep
But though the journey
Has met its end
The road ahead
Waits round the bend

There’s always next time
Another day
When the skies call
And we'll drift away
New adventures await
Just out of sight
To fill our hearts
Reignite the light

And so for now
Dream of what's to come
Knowing that wanderlust
Is never done
With every goodbye
There’s a future hello
With the promise of places
We'll someday know

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Sunflowers
Different colours
Grown so much since we’ve been away
In our garden
Some stand over eight feet tall
St Ives this morning
West Porthmeor this afternoon
Many rocks have appeared

Stays in our heart

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Thursday 5th September 

So our holiday
Has come to an end
With memories made
Around every bend
Portugal’s Algarve
With sun-kissed shore
Leaves us longing
For just one day more

The waves, the skies
The quiet breeze
The golden sands
And sparkling seas
Memories made
Though we depart
A piece of this place
Stays in our heart

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
Tavira this morning
Beautiful blue skies
So warm
Uber to the airport
Leaving Tavira
Ready to board
Do we really have to?
Above the Ria Formosa
Gorgeous hues
Quarteira
Fabulous Algarve
Fluffy cards
Grey skies over Cornwall
Dull
Pouring down with rain

Streets of Tavira

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Wednesday 4th September 

Streets of Tavira
Where time softly flows
Over shiny cobblestones
Where history shows
Old crumbling buildings
Weathered and worn
Hold stories of past lives
Both joyful and torn

Each step echoes through
Alleyways with height
Beneath balconies dressed
In the afternoon light
The charm of decay
In each wall and stone
A whisper of memories
So long overgrown

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Endless blue skies

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Tuesday 3rd September 

Endless blue skies 
A canvas so wide
Sipping on rosé
No rush to decide

With fries on the side 
A tasty delight
Salt water skin
Dries in the sunlight

The day drifts by
In a lazy embrace
Laughter and calm
Setting the pace

From morning onwards
The sun's gentle rays
Cherishing carefree
Endless days

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Off to the beach

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Monday 2nd September 

Off to the beach 
We go again
Catching the ferry
Exactly at ten

Ilha de Tavira
An island dream
Sands are golden
The waters gleam

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Leaving Tavira
Morning coffee at the beach
Shady
The sea is warm
Lunchtime

Fuseta

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Sunday 1st September 

Beneath the sun's
Bright golden ray
Stopping for lunch 
On this sunny day
Fuseta welcomes
With a gentle ease
Vivid blue skies
Calm, clear seas

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Off to Spain

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Saturday 31st August 

Off to Spain for lunch
A fleeting affair
New timezone, new language 
Aromas in the air

The architecture rises
Ancient and new
A dance of old stones
In a sky quite blue

Good food awaits
Rich flavours abound
With cold beers in hand
The world spins round

In the warmth of the day
We lose track of time
As the sun dips low
Church bells do chime

Off to Spain for the day  
A brief escape
Where life's simple pleasures
Easily take their shape

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Vila Real de Santo António, Portugal
Gary, Luke, Talita and I
Ayamonte, Spain
River Guadiana separating Portugal and Spain
Back in VRSA

Ilha de Tavira

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Friday 30th August 

Ilha de Tavira
We're on the beach again
Golden sands stretch far
Where the sky and sea blend

Tall palm trees sway
Dancing to the ocean’s song
Time quietly slips away
Here where we belong

Barefoot and windswept
Tracing steps in the sands
Holding onto moments
That slip through our hands

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
River Gilāo
The ferry
Shady
Beach bar
Praia de Tavira
Hot enough for the Bombieros to be patrolling
Stay shady
Not so busy
Sparkly sea
Cool down time
Smaller ferry
On the return journey
Funny faces
Many boats anchored
Many yachts
Coming back into Tavira
A quiet street
Such tall palms

Olhão

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Thursday 29th August 

In Olhão, where sunshine beams
Gathering for lunch by waterway streams
Tapas on the table, food to share 
Flavours of the sea in the salty air
In this town's charm, with snacks and beer 
Life slows to a rhythm, simple and clear 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Shaded lunch stop
Sardines
Octopus
Culatra ferry
Fig tree growing from the seawall

Sultry air

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Wednesday 28th August 

Sultry air
Humid night
Hot and thick
No breeze in sight

Sticky skin
Time does crawl
Summer's grip
We feel it all

A restless calm
Heavy and slow
In the heat's embrace
We lay low

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
Morning coffee
Train to Barril Beach
Praia do Barril
Luke goes for a dip
Busy
Anchor cemetery
Bougainvillea
The return train