After yesterdays gruelling walk I decided not to walk according to John Brierly today....my feet are screaming at me....what are you doing woman? So only walked 18 kms today instead of 26 yesterday!! It was a fairly easy walk but very little shade and now getting very hot.
Saw my first storks today, a whole row of the nesting on top of tall lamp posts...a great photo shot but would you believe my second battery was flat. Will have to wait till Burgos now before I can do anything about it.
I have marvelled at how incredibly green it is here...even greener than England. It can be overwhelming to be totally alone in the middle of such a landscape with no one around for miles....no pilgrims...no people...no arrows just me and my Maker.
We finally made it to Villamayour del rio....it is a quite little Alberque in the middle of farmland....all you can hear is the birds and the distant traffic, a far cry from the 120 or so pilgrims last night and the 90 from the night before. The alberque charges have been about 5 Euros for the past few nights which is great, specially since i dont know how much money is left in my account.
Tonight a meal is provided here for 8 Euros and breakfast for 3E. All washing is done and dried. I can smell the meal cooking in the kitchen and my stomach is crying out for sustenance.
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You're my hero. As I pace up and down the hall holding and patting your grandaughter I imagine your green paradise and want you to know that I am with you too. I am loving reading your blog. You are an inspiring writter woman and mother. Peter would be so proud of you. I know I am. Bless xx
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.
There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
Thel
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