My heart makes a jump as we past the Rio Mina and I see the willows leaning over the river.
Behind the tall Alamo trees I know Casa del rio is hiding with its purple walls and lavender garden.
And that small bedroom on the second floor with a view over the river.
G I did not go back.
Let’s 2016 have those four days.
I thought I’d understood not to try and catch wild birds and put them in cages.
But the fear had its way.
Somewhete in my green laptop bag I have a note with freedom scribbled on it.
Perhaps I’ll write another one with love on it and send it your way wherever you are.
My Maddy Travel 