Oh, Summer... There’s something about the summer in Portugal. Maybe it’s the intense and dry heat, followed by the coolness of the evenings, a sweater in hand. Maybe it’s how blue the sky is, how perfectly cloudless it is. Maybe it’s the blue of the sky touching the blue of the sea out there near the horizon, where the sun sets. Maybe it’s the smell of pine trees, a smell that reminds me of my childhood summers playing in the park. Maybe it’s the food, could it be the food? The steamed clams with garlic and olive oil. Or maybe it’s the time to look around without rush and just feel the breeze, the sun, the smell of the pine trees.