My mother and I came across these rolling tea fields while driving back to our holiday home on São Miguel. We wandered through the endless curves of carefully pruned tea bushes as the evening light softened. When I look at this photograph, I remember sharing that evening with my mother. The unhurried walk. Laughing because we had arrived after visiting hours, only to realise that being late was the greatest gift we could have received. The tea fields were completely ours.
My mother and I came across these rolling tea fields while driving back to our holiday home on São Miguel. We wandered through the endless curves of carefully pruned tea bushes as the evening light softened. When I look at this photograph, I remember sharing that evening with my mother. The unhurried walk. Laughing because we had arrived after visiting hours, only to realise that being late was the greatest gift we could have received. The tea fields were completely ours.
