From the stormy sea to the winding trail

On Christmas Eve, twelve months ago, we headed out from the small house overlooking the Atlantic and drove up onto the ridge that makes up the interior of São Jorge island, a landscape of fields divided by volcanic rock walls and the grassy cones of the volcanoes looped by dirt red tracks.  We were hoping… Continue reading From the stormy sea to the winding trail

The Fajãs of São Jorge – Azores

The islands seemed to rise straight up out of the ocean. It appeared through the tiny windows of the propeller plane like a long green dragon resting in the turbulent waters. Conical peaks were strung out along the central ridge and the cliffs seemed to fall vertically down into the Atlantic. We circled one end… Continue reading The Fajãs of São Jorge – Azores