Pretty much all of our training has been along Linear Park and all the while we have been accompanied by the chatter, twitter, warble, squawk, screech, caroling, quacking, cawing and outright laughter of myriad birds; when we haven't felt much like walking it has always been the colours and chorus, the babies and the antics of the birds that have changed our 'drudgery' to joy. Sweet little reminders of God's amazing creation.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Day 26: Sarria to Portomarin 26kms

On the Way of St James today, I saw a lone piper, an ostrich, stands of tall poplars, pine forests, old oak trees, four horsemen, four familiar faces, possibly a hundred unfamiliar faces, freshly mown fields, blue sky, and a beautiful reservoir at the end of the days walk.
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” ― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky