Olive Oyl

Guess who came out to play!

According to My Rebecca this is how our beloved the girlfriend of Popeye the Sailor Man spells her name. I don’t know, it could be. That is the way I am going to put it on the shopping list from now on:

wine
baguette
olive oyl

Well OK. A monday morning in Lent with our walk in half an hour. We had a lovely walk yesterday afternoon followed by tapas outside. It was borderline warm out. One of the pilgrims brought some delicious local blackberry wine. We had a good old time.

Here we are at the fifth day in Lent and the Everyday Camino with Anniehas this quote from Chief Seattle: “This we know: All things are connected like the blood that unites us. We did not weave the web of life, We are merely a strand in it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.” There is a piece of environmental thinking if I ever saw one. And a big piece of Camino thinking also, right? This one is hard to miss on the trail in Spain as we hobble along and wish for a cloud to come and shelter us. There always seems to be a Camino angel around every corner to give us a hand or a band-aid or a kind word of encouragement. We all felt part of the fabric.

Time to find my boots and hit the trail here. The morning is crisp and sunny. The ending of winter is quickly coming. Everything is just around the corner. Oh, the anticipation!

Big anticipation loves, Don Felipé.

4 thoughts on “Olive Oyl”

    1. Hi Karen ~ These days I often feel like I “survive” winter. Yes, it is time to thaw out! Felipé.x

  1. I’m glad vino is at the top of your list! You’ve got your priorities straight!

    Olive Oyl is correct.
    Glad the sun is out. All is great.

    1. Jessika ~ Sometimes I wonder, the stuff that comes out of me!?! Thanks for catching that for us. Felipé.x

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