I was looking for this and looking for this.William at the Mazama Store where the red Felipé hats come from.Vashon TheaterDr Zucker, Wiley, Rebecca, Felipé and Annie doing QandA after the film showing.The rock pile.Rho shooting moving targets.Jack from Berkley
Here is a link to pics collected on Saturday by Jim Meiklejohn:
Catalina and AnnieFelipé and RhoWilliam and RebeccaFelipé, Cris and Farmer John at Point RobinsonFelipé and Kathy Kessler at the Al Merciful Savior Monastery.Felipé. Marla and RickPoint Robinson Lighthouse, Vashon Island.Bureau Chiefs: William (Calgary, Alberta), Felipé (Vashon, WA), Cris Milher. (Buenos Aires, Argentina), Rho Densmore (Ramona, CA) and John Conway (Wellman, IA).At point Robinson Lighthouse
It’s St Giles feast day today. Father David had a great homily on hospitality and how St Giles opened a monastery along the Camino to shelter pilgrims on their trek across Spain. I did some reading on my own afterward and I couldn’t find any of that. But hospitality is a great topic and St Giles lived in the seventh – eighth century which is plenty of time to lose details. Maybe Father David just wanted to talk about the Camino which is a definite possibility.
Hospitality is my one word that I boil down all my Camino experiences into. When Kelly and I walked we said that we were going to let the Camino take care of us, no worries. And that happened, we were held by the trail. Cris CSABC said recently her one word was beauty which I can totally understand. That’s probably a close second with me.
Have visitors so please forgive me I must go and be hospitable!
Marla, you get so much extra credit: Phil’s Camino sign, shirt, bandanna and smile! Good for a year!
Yea, we are charged up and ready for the year ahead and whatever it will bring. All we have to do is save our nickels and dimes to catch some transportation back here to the Island, to the Ranch, to the Trail, to each other. August 21st to the 24th for 2020.
I’m finally taking a breath here on the red leather couch, home of the Caminoheads blog. Everyone is gone and on their way. Still some more straightening up to do here but it will happen in the next week. Farmer John helped me count up the donations and we collected $800 even. That’s plenty to cover the port-a-potties and the rest with maybe a little left over. I think that I will be mailing some packages with left behind gear and such so maybe there are a few more expenses.
But we did good, no major catastrophes. Didn’t start any fires. No gear damaged. No feelings hurt hopefully. Some things are being repurposed and put to use for other things. The stage is down and half of it turned into a new bin for kindling for instance. Life at the Ranch goes on.
It is my hope that whatever takes place over the next year we can use the good memories of the Veranda to counter balance any bad news that comes along. We have banked a lot of goodness which we can use to our advantage when maybe things turn bleak. We know how to do this now. There is a lot of power in the knowledge that we are loved, that we are capable, that we belong. We are safely in the “flow of pilgrims” that will take us home.
Farmer John is fresh up and off picking blackberries and dropping them directly into his cereal bowl. His last day here. We have been sorting through the debris of the party. And maybe we are working slowly and not really wanting it cleaned up. And some of it is to be saved as part of the kit for next year.
Yes, next year, the Veranda next year. I never would have guessed that it would be so well received to have an immediate encore. But we have scheduled it already for August 21-24, pretty much the same four day weekend. Corn and blackberry season and still summer vacation for the kids and teachers.
We picked ten dozen ears of corn over three days to feed folks and really didn’t put a serious dent in the supply. So stop by if you are local for some to take with you. Still the plenitude of berries also.
I am hearing from folks that they got home safely and hoping everyone does. Farmer John is taking off this noontime for his flight. And then I think I will sleep for three days.
I’m going to go for now. Have to keep Farmer John busy so he doesn’t get into trouble. Later, love you, Felipé.
Too tired to post much. It was an incredible weekend and I am in recovery mode. Farmer John is here an extra day to help clean up. Everything good but exhausted.
I’m pretty close to exhausted but still standing and it’s only morning. We have our normal Monday morning walk and then a few sights to see around the Island. You can’t come to Vashon without going to see the Point Robinson Lighthouse for one. And there is a labyrinth that we need to find and walk. But we are all, who are left, mostly enjoying the afterglow of the weekend.
Yesterday we had our standard walk and tapas which is always good. And we had an additional walk in the morning to learn and say the rosary. Our gathering of Bureau Chiefs had our meeting, the first ever. There were five of us present, four BC’s and myself. There were four not present. There are minutes that are being typed up and will be available. And last evening before I crashed which was pretty early Padre Tomas very lovingly anointed me with oil and everyone had a part in that. Very special in indeed.
So, it has been fun and loving, deep and moving, challenging and reassuring. It has been all the things that I had hoped for and more. There are a heap of take-a-ways.