58 Degrees F.

The here and now.
The here and now.

Just a hint of a breeze, I can feel it on my cheek but can’t see it rustling anything. Fifty eight degrees now at eight in the morning. Going up to ninety by this afternoon.

I have a walk in a few minutes. Never quite know who will show up. The morning walks are good for contemplating and talking and saying the rosary. Afternoons are more rowdy with visitors and tapas. Today somehow I have both. This morning is scheduled and this afternoon have pilgrims from out of town so we are having a special walk. My Rebecca asked where these folks were coming from and I have to admit I don’t know. It is always interesting were folks hear about the trail. We will find out over wine in the shade later today.

Was thinking about all the great folks coming next month for the film festival. It will be a continuation of our trip to LA that we took last month in some ways. And then we will see other folks from other festivals also. We are part of the circuit now.

Well, the beat goes on as they say. More to happen with the film and the trail here. More to happen with our lives. And we will be here at the blog to sort it all out. Love as always, Felipe.x