My village is in the region of Trás-os-montes in Portugal. In English it means between mountains. It is a fascinating region, very archaic, full of personality.


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Modest houses, rustic, unheated, in a region where the cold is felt, apparently poor people who lived mostly from agriculture and livestock but who were happy. It was a region full of personality, some villages are still untouched by technology and progress.

There is portrayed a people without masks, far from the materialism of today, with their hands marked by the work, but joyful, to overflow with the most infinite humility.

Today Trás-os-Montes has almost all schools closed, ghost villages, abandoned fields and an aging population. Never before now have the marks of human desertification been so clear in Trás-os-Montes. The region continues to lose people at a rampant pace.

The winter bonfire

Sezerindo

Faith

Mountain Rose

Multifunction

Friends

The shepherdess

Windows

The cat listen

Missing

Summer

Portrait

Work friend

Kitchen