Life's a Stitch

Galicia in the sunshine is a place of indescribable beauty. There was almost too much to take in for one day. The morning's views were green valley vistas, the mist settling in the distance.

I was thinking of other scenes of Camino beauty and the rainbows of the other day came to mind. I realized that this experience is the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and how fortunate we are to be doing this together. And just then the Camino gave me one of its quirky coincidences, our initials together with the scallop shell on a sign:

A short time later, after an absence of many days, Naomi's name appeared again on an old wooden gate.

Although we had a lazy 9:30 morning start, the shadows were still good for pictures, this one looking like a pilgrim of old:

Our walk brought us to the pastures of the bottom of the valley:

We walked past an 800 year old chestnut tree providing nuts to the villagers for over three quarters of a century.

Mobile blogging lets me post about four or five pictures, so stay tuned for the afternoon of Day 37 tomorrow.