Art and beauty and charm in one of my favourite villages in the North of Portugal, Boticas. Everything is gracious: the tremendously quite place, the charming people, the unique marriage of traditional houses and arquitectural elegance of recent and sober buildings including the Town Hall and the Boticas Hotel. On the top floor (maybe second or third), an immense Sky and a privileged view of the surroundings give a total new meaning to the pleasure of contemplation. But the reason that took me there, was a second visit to art museum (just next to the hotel) dedicated to Nadir Afonso, a the unique plastic artist and art philosopher (my own words) who wrote about the sense of artistic expression and creation. The paintings representing his last artistic production are right there, in Boticas. A large collection of paintings representing early Nadir's artistic stages are in another museum, also carrying the name of Nadir, in a nearby city (about 20 minutes by car), Chaves. But the collection on display in Boticas is the one that impresses and fascinates me the most. Maybe it's a combination of surréalism, a geometric obcession, and coluful metaphoras, moving metaphoras. All this reinforces my attachement to this place. And I don't know why. Maybe, it's the expression what Nature has of most telluric, as another famous writter who perhaps knew this region, Miguel Torga, also expressed, and felt.