Sitting behind this guy in yoga I read the words on his sweat shirt several times before I realized the message was meant for me.
Over the past six months several of my blogging buddies have given me blogging awards of which I am so proud, but which I still haven’t acknowledged on my blog (although thankfully I have thanked each of you on your award posts).
(((hangs head in shame)))
It’s the highest honor to be singled out by one’s peers, and especially by people who have never met me.
Thank you. I am truly humbled to receive this outpouring of appreciation.
When I walked the Camino I joined a group of eleven strangers from Canada.
But by the end of the walk these strangers felt like my family, just like my blogging buddies do,
even though I don’t know you and don’t think I’d recognize you if you came up to my cash register, yet you continually encourage and inspire me to bring the best of myself to my blog – both in my words and pictures.
A sincere thank you to all of you.
In no particular order these were the awards I received:
- from both Priya and Georgette Sullins in February
- Munchow honored me with the Hope Unites Globally award in February. A few highlights about this beautiful Award
The HUG Award© is for those who, without bias or prejudice, use their resources and gifts to make the world a better place for everyone.
The HUG Award©is for people who have a hope or an expectant desire that the work or talents they use in things such as blogging, public speaking, charity work, etc., will make a positive impact on the world….
- In April another beautiful award from Otto, The Angelika Award
[I hope I haven’t missed any awards.]
The awards – except for the last two – all come with rules and requirements
1. Include the logo in a post on your blog.
2. Answer a certain number of questions about yourself.
3. Nominate a certain number of bloggers.
I know all my blogging buddies have been given these awards – some several times – and as I’ve done this a few times there isn’t much left I could say about myself that would interest you…
Instead of continuing the cycle and because I’m an Aquarian and we don’t like following rules, and because I love giving gifts, and also because once you’ve walked the Camino you have an obligation to share what you learned so you can inspire others, I’m going to give gifts I brought back from the Camino to these good people.
My gift for Priya is this mail box.
Why a mailbox?
Priya once shared a photo she took of a mailbox in India, but quite honestly it didn’t look anything like a mailbox, so I asked her in a comment, “You mail your letters in that thing?” and she replied “Yes, of course. Why not?”
So now where-ever I go I bring back a mailbox for Priya.
This yellow pillar is a Spanish mailbox. I didn’t believe it either, but my family received the postcards I pushed through the slot.
My second gift for Priya is the photo below of something I’ve never witnessed before and I will always treasure the memory of that moment. The white cow had just given birth (which we missed unfortunately), but we watched her nudging the baby to stand up, and we shared the mother’s pride as the little one took it’s first steps. For obvious reasons I’m delighted to share it with you.
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The following two pictures are for Georgette
I know you’d be amazed – as I was – at the size and the beauty of the Cathedral in Santiago de Compostela. Our tiny group standing in front illustrates the scale of the Cathedral.
Suspended from a pulley mechanism inside the dome of the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela is the metal container (filled with incense) called the Botafumeiro
- Botafumeiro means “smoke expeller” in Galician
- The one in the Cathedral of Santiago is one of the largest in the world
- It weighs 80 kg and it’s 1.60 m in length
- It was originally used to mask the smell of the unwashed pilgrims!
- The current pulley mechanism was installed in 1604.
- It is normally on exhibition in the library of the cathedral,but during certain important religious occasions it is brought to the floor of the cathedral and attached to ropes hung from the pulley mechanism.
We were fortunate to be at a service in the Cathedral with the Botafumeiro.
It’s an amazing sight to see that huge thing swinging across the cathedral. Standing in the aisle taking pictures it seemed to be coming straight for me, and ducked thinking it was going to smack me on the head.
I took a movie of it, but when I came home I discovered I’d erased it by mistake. I’m not going to tell you what I said… I’m thankful I didn’t erase everything from that day, so I have a few photos like the one above..
This movie on YouTube (by peterquinto) illustrates exactly what it was like
These photos are for Arindam who has a huge number of blogging buddies but still hasn’t told his Mom and his friends that he has a blog…
You’re young, and if you need inspiration the photo below is of an 84-year-old woman who was walking the Camino in those sandals [!]). I believe she walked it last year too.
My favorite photo of a path early one morning …
Reading your posts about your meals as you travel around the world [at Heifer 12×12] leaves me fascinated, horrified and often starving.
Your description of the homemade farmer’s cheese in Rumania reminded me of this lovely cheese we ate in O’Cebreiro.
and a photo of this graffiti I found on a wall next to the path
I can’t spell
But I can feel
I will always
Remember what you did
For me, from the
bottom of my heart
181 k on E1.91
P.S. The banks are still Bastards
And some history for Betty:
In 1962 the old village of Portomarin was submerged to create the Belesar reservoir.
The town’s treasure, the 13th century Church of San Juan (which once belonged to the order of St. John of Jerusalem), was moved stone by stone by the townspeople to the village’s current location on higher ground.
One night at dinner in a refugio when an American couple from Washington State asked our group to sing the Canadian anthem, they stood up and sang: “O Canada our home and native land…“, and the American couple and yours truly sang “Oh, say! can you see by the dawn’s early light …”
There were other folks eating with us, but they wouldn’t sing their national anthems. We didn’t care. It was a very jolly evening. We ended up singing right through dinner (mostly Julie Andrews songs ie from the Sound of Music and Mary Poppins..). From what I know of you Debra, I think you would’ve loved it all.
This cute little kid (though not as cute as your grand daughters…) was looking out of an upstairs window
and because you often share photos of flowers, this is a view of the ocean at Finisterre which was the edge of the known world in the Middle Ages
You can imagine how hard it was to chose a gift for a skilled photographer like Otto.
and I end with this one…
The bi-annual Underground Exhibition for staff (at the Museum where I work) will be held next month, but I can’t decide which photo to use.
Please let me know your favorite. I’ve shared photos from the Camino in three posts. I have a week to decide. I’ll use the photo which gets the most votes.