Where does the time go??
ALready May 8, and Cheryl and I are in Leon, trying to chase down joan and jola who are out on the trail ahead of us after skipping the Meseta. What a glorious place the meseta was...we were all afraid it would be flat. and it is! But beautifully flat.
So much has gone on , as I look back there is no way to piece together all the places inbetween now and only a couple of days ago. There are so many images and experiences.
And now...before I get started. I´ve got to end...I can´t upload at this monitor! Good thing I´m so tranquil or I'd be frustrated!!
,,,,Two weeks later, and I can finally finish this post...Enjoy the photos of the meseta. I´ve included a shop of a pigeon rookery. This one is broken down. At first we thought it was an old church! Actually, the locals still build these huge buildings to attract and shelter pidgeons. They eat the insects in the wheat fields, fertilize the fields and, hey...you can eat them too! Next to that is some rolling field leading into the meseta, the view of the church from our room, in some small town that appeared in a crack in the soil, and Cheryl, out on the Meseta proper...Miles from Nowhere...guess I´ll take my time!
1 Comments:
Isn't "Where does the time go??" also a big line in the Grateful Dead's song "Uncle John's Band"?!
Veo que su mano del oso por aca esta abierto ahora despues de las 5 y media de la tarde...
xoxo
Bill
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