Dreaming Again

I purchased this map last fall in France. Les Chemins de St Jacques de Compostelle in France (and in Spain) – all of them eventually ending in Santiago in northwestern Spain. I put it on a bulletin board to help me dream about my next walk, God willing, next September, from Moissac to St Jean Pied de Port, and into Spain (at least over the border).

I wouldn’t have walked on such a cold, icy day, but Cy phoned from Ames, where he was finishing early from his conference. Come meet me at Jester to see the ice on the trees! So I did. We walked about 2 1/2 miles over icy snow and even icier trails. Spots on the road were fine and others-be careful! But it was all worth it. it was about 8 degrees with beautiful sunshine and chilling wind.

Last weekend I had a beautiful, peaceful walk (except for being chased by an angry wild turkey shortly after crossing the bridge) from Farmington to Indian Lake and then traveled the lightly snow-covered path all around the lake. I found a perfect walking stick right before I needed it to go up and down the trails on the far side. “The path provides all that we need” was certainly true for me that day. A total of 5 1/2 miles and joy in my heart.