Life’s Not Just Blossoms and Busty Beer Taps

This morning was a very flowery walk, on this bright Sunday right at midsummer. The Solstice is called Sommerwende in German–summer’s hinge, summer’s turning point. in a tiny village I ran into a personal Gabriel angel carrying lilies.

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As I’m sitting here at this very moment church bells are ringing madly. Congregants are carrying an effigy of the Virgin into the hills to a shrine, some combination of Solstice with the Virgin. The Catholic Church always covers all its bases.

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Flowers were strewn in the path of the effigy. I think that’s what I saw in another village I walked through today, the sidewalk blossoming with wildflowers for a block or so. The trailside flowers are spectacular too. See why I said it was a flowery day?

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The bells just stopped… they literally pounded the heck out of my ears for a half an hour. There’s no way to miss that it’s midsummer. I started out in the church to see it, but I felt like a voyeur. This celebration is for the village, not for me. The ancient bells turn 360 degrees, mounted on a huge wooden top that rotates on an axis. Centrifugal force keeps them turning. They have not stopped after all. The turn of the season is worth a little noise.
I was so lucky to stop in this village to witness this. I got a lovely bed in its own cubicle, with a view out the French doors. This hotel is built in an old monastery and the owner is a pilgrim himself and built in some luxury pilgrim lodging.

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I am walking much too slowly to do the entire Camino in just six weeks, what with flowers and paintings and magic soup and monasteries. I am about twice as slow as the guidebook. I’ll be going on to Galicia to finish up and get my Compostela. Galicia is Celtic and believes in its witches. The main witch of Galicia is made into beer taps. She’s very inspiring, and whispered to me that it was okay to skip ahead.

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It’s this kind of breezy day, with high horsetail cirrus clouds all prancing toward the west, in the direction of the Camino.
Your slow Camino wanderer, Suzanne

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8 comments

  1. Oh Suzanne thank you for sharing your trip! Its wonderful to share these days with you. Hoping your feet are holding out. Have a great day and looking forward to seeing your next post. Lots of Love Virginia

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  2. Thank you, Suzanne, for showing us all the way to be Slow Wanderers. Just look!! at what we are seeing and experiencing because we are not in a hurry. It is so much the lesson I’m wanting and needing and trying to learn now. Buen Slow Camino, Suzanne.

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  3. Savor every slow step. The goal was probably more to have an adventure, face a challenge, and step outside of your normal reality, than to walk the whole road, and that is already a success.

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  4. a path strewn with flowers — proceeded by processions of prayers — a contemplative respite with a golden polyptych — and a bed with a blue cover and view of a vermillion building under a blue sky out the window — not bad for one day….. Slow seems the way to go….

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