Stone, Sun, and Lisbon's Blue Hills

Lisbon, Portugal · 2026-10-08

The sun warmed my stone while I stood here smiling at the calm sea and the red-tiled roofs on the hills. The light was perfect for chiseling, and even the distant white cliffs felt like an old friend watching over us.

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