Architecture has a fondness for repetition.

Once, I spent half a day by the lake, taking photos of stones and water.

On a walk by the lake, a white wagtail kindly agreed to pose.

Cats have a knack for finding comfortable spots in places where no one else would even think to look.

It was more than just a dessert kiosk — it felt like a small slice of contemporary Portuguese everyday life.

Taste is a delicate matter. Very delicate.

The darker the grey, the sweeter the gold.

Some in restaurants. Some on the streets. Some on their way home.

Life between the fortress walls and the park paths.

I love scenic rest stops.

There are certain things you come to appreciate much more as you get older.

Or just hangry?

He stood on a hillside among the spring grass, like a creature with its own opinion on most matters.

I don’t think I’ve ever come across a more peaceful sight than horses grazing by a lakeshore.

Where clouds hang over the mountain ridges, the sun still makes itself known.

This is exactly what I meant when I said that dramatic clouds are what make a sunset come alive.

Usually, dramatic clouds are what make a sunset come alive.

I like walking around the grounds of churches and monasteries — there’s a certain sense of permanence about them.

Pena Palace — living proof that fairytales exist.

One of the charms of heading out into the countryside without a set route is that you never quite know what you'll stumble upon.