I didn’t have a very good start to Day 1. I was late for work, thank goodness I have a good relationship with my boss (me) so I got away with a good talking to and reminder that I was lucky to have a job in these times. No excuse I’m afraid, I took a cup of tea into Papa Bear, who has no employment at this stage, and he looked so comfy tucked up in bed reading his iPad that I joined him.
Tuesday was hot so I negotiated a later start time so I could go for my walk and swim before work. It was magnificent! In these times when our lives are bombarded with germs and unhealthy practices, to be out in the open air, the sun warming your face and the wind ruffling your hair, makes your soul sing. And there’s something so normal about splashing through the shallows, even if it is to take a wide berth around a young family making sandcastles in the sand.
I haven’t done all that much, I tried tidying my office, it needs a good Marie Kondo. It doesn’t look too bad in the photo but its a bit overwhelming in reality. And yes, 20 or so blank exercise and notebooks does spark joy in my heart. I did some Spanish, I will be fluent by the time I do my next Camino….. but I say that every time!!
We are keeping healthy, we’ve had some delish vegetable soup, sprinkled with green and red capsicum crisps, fresh from the dehydrator.
Thanks to a friend via Facebook (everything is via FB now!) I have renamed the rooms of our house. I’m sure you’ll get the drift.
Our afternoons have been spent down in Porto Gardenas, cerveza (Spanish for beer, I want you to remember this) in hand, where we plan our vegetable garden.
Once we the sun goes down we adjourn to Costa del Balconia for our dinner.
Note – A pilgrim is grateful and I am so grateful for balmy Geraldton evenings watching the sunset over the ocean.