Kindred
My companions
walking the way
alone together.
These dirt roads
dust dry in sun
mud stuck in rain.
Sometimes we meet over a meal
warmth and hope
sharing soup and stories.
Before the light
we rise again
walk anew
into the spirit
of...
Seems we are once again moving into ”cucumber-time” – directly translated from a phrase we use where I come from to denote a period, where there is really no interesting news to occupy the public media. But that's fine, it is very relaxing :)
Exactly! Some of my favourite forummembers do not post that often but when they do it is always informative, interesting, written with mildness and to the point. I never notice what status they have.
I cannot recommend EMDR enough. I found my PTSD was my first wife dying in a hospital from cancer while in reality I was riding a motorcycle in Canada. but for me? I was right back there in the hospital... as real as anything I have ever...
I've seen a few taxi stickers and unbelievably a few with QR codes advertising a very popular camino YouTuber (who should know better) on the Primitivo, but nothing like the quantity you're showing.
Just like graffiti, I think of it as...
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