Our trusty Mr Coffee finally brewed it’s last cup of Joe and gave up it’s last puff of steam. Made it to town for a brew and another machine earlier. So, things are back to normal here at the ranch, cafe con leche abounds. Time to check into the blog here and mess around.
Yesterday we were talking about pilgrimage in Scotland. And today there is more material if I can find it. Seems that one newspaper article spawned another on this topic.
Yes, this one is more about pilgrimage in England but it is basically the same idea. Why is pilgrimage, an ancient custom, so appealing to us moderns? What is it giving us that we aren’t getting elsewhere? How do we create more? How can I take in more? Questions I have anyway.
Somehow I think there is another current article that is related to this. If anyone can come up with that link I would appreciate if you could get it to me. We want to check it out and talk it over.
All good all the time. Such a gorgeous day outside, I have to bail on you. You have what it takes. Make it happen for yourself and those around you. Pilgrim loves, Felipe.x
Buenas Dias Amigo Felipe!
I’m now getting multiple daily FB posts from Padre Ken who is now walking the Portuguese Camino with some friends from his Camino Frances in ’13, which is where I had the pleasure of his company and many daily masses. Really tugs at the old heart memories seeing him there again. Yeah, what is it about this Pilgriming thing that pulls on us so hard these days??? Good question ol’ wise one!
I spent the day taking my 94 year old father in law to a POW meeting in Boone, IA. He was a B24 pilot in WW2 and spent his last days of the war in a POW camp after being shot down over Madgeburg, Germany. Only he and one other crew member survived the ordeal after being shot out of the skies. The trip is about a 4 hour jaunt from our place to his place and then on to Boone. It was worth the time and effort anyway, as there as so few of that “breed” still on earth with us. They gain strength from each other’s company, and know each time it may well be the last. As an added plus, I was able to stop and have supper with my 96 year old Mom at her assisted living quarters on way. So, no planting accomplished on a fine spring day, but many blessings harvested just the same.
Keep on pilgriming, Pilgrim!
PFJ
PFJ ~ hey, welcome back to the world of too many things to do. But it is priceless getting to serve our elders, nice work. Now you have the 365 acres of corn to plant. Always good luck. Well, good to talk with you again, PFF.