FARO. I miss the enchanted poetry of your windswept shores, crippled trees, the wandering sheep, the hush of the tall pine forests, ancient rock forms loving human company, the songs of sea and open stretches of road offering a type of solitude most sublime and up lifting. A place that energized and at the same time gave deep inner peace and clarity - like the first time I stepped out into a Texas desert landscape. This island where Bergman lived and shot most of his films, an early influence on my own work. I will return.