Between Time and Tide

Standing here, looking at this view, I realise how small I am.

These cliffs have been here for a very long time. Through endless sunshine and heavy rain. Through storms, powerful waves, and the intense heat of the Algarve sun.

And still, they remain.

Beautiful. Quiet. Unchanged in a world that never stops moving.

Between time and tide. The rocks almost feel like a passage into another time. A reminder of all that has happened before us. They have witnessed countless days, countless people, and countless changes.

And here I am.

A small fragment in the timeline of this earth.

With a limited number of days, trying to notice, appreciate, and be present.

Maybe that is the beauty of being human. We are temporary, but we get the privilege of experiencing something much greater than ourselves.

The beauty of what came before.The beauty of what exists now.And the unknown beauty of what comes next.

The Algarve has places that do more than show you a view.

They remind you of time.