dear friends, j and b, walk in michigan
getting ready for the big walk.
they leave tomorrow –
i wish them both the best of luck on their journey
and look forward to their tales from along the way
knowing they will return somehow changed forever.
the portuguese way/caminho português
The Portuguese Way (Spanish: Camino Portugués, Portuguese: Caminho Português) is the name of the Way of St. James pilgrimage routes starting in Portugal. It begins at Porto or Lisbon. From Porto, pilgrims travel north before entering Spain and passing through Padron on the way to Santiago de Compostela.
The Portuguese way is 227 km long starting in Porto. The way from Porto was historically used by the local populations and by those who arrived in the local ports.
In the contemporary period, most pilgrims are foreigners, and of the total number reaching Galicia between January and October 2017, only 4.27% were Portuguese. Roughly 30,000 pilgrims per year walk this path.
Arrival of queen Elizabeth of Portugal to Santiago de Compostela, after finishing the Portuguese Way around 1325, after the death of her husband, Denis of Portugal.
“a path is a prior interpretation
of the best way to traverse a landscape.”
-rebecca solnit, Wanderlust: A History of Walking
got these for my grandies
soon to set off for a camping trip
on manitou island
where they’ll have only whatever they can carry in
this utensil will help to take care of at least 4 things
knife, fork, spoon, and ?
“every contrivance of man, every tool, every instrument, every utensil, every article
designed for use, of each and every kind, evolved from very simple beginnings.”
food can be so fun and festive
even when you’re not quite sure what to to do with it.
“your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. enjoy the ride.”
-anthony bourdain – kitchen confidential: adventures in the culinary underbelly
honeybee market, detroit, mi, usa
following the kinders
as they walk out
of one open blue door
and step into the space
that lies in between
and toward another.
“there are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.”
an attempted escape
this time from a speakeasy
wits/skills/trials and errors
right brains/left brains
big, big challenges
big, big fun.
“the doors of wisdom are never shut.”
what adventures do you keep coming back to, time and time again?
image credit: book riot
‘now autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods
and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.’
tonight will be my visit to the last ann arbor park
one day before my goal of halloween
it will be bittersweet to end this adventure
watch for my story this weekend.