Post #15.7, Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Historical setting: 6th Century C.E. Somewhere in the Pyrenees          Our rain-soaked cloaks are nearly dry this morning, but now our tarp is ripped and muddied, flattened into the soft earth with the hooves of many sheep trampling across it. And we seem to have made another shepherd angry with our insensitive intrusion unto hisContinue reading “Post #15.7, Tuesday, December 15, 2020”

Post #15.6, Thursday, December 10, 2020

Historical setting: 6th Century C.E. Somewhere in the Pyrenees          Mostly it’s rain, wind-driven rain, ice fringed rain, blinding, sleety rain always in our faces affirming we have chosen the northerly way. Ah, yes! We aren’t lost. Thank you God.          We are watching for a sheltered lee to be a stopping place, but nowContinue reading “Post #15.6, Thursday, December 10, 2020”