Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs— To the silent wilderness Where the soul need not repress its music (from An Invitation, by Percy Bysshe Shelley) April is National Poetry Month. Last Monday was Earth Day. And here in Seattle, there’s spring in the air. So it’s no surprise myContinue reading “Away, Away From Men and Towns (An Almost Wordless Wednesday)”
Most pilgrims set out for Santiago. But for me, it was always about the ocean. I would walk west until my feet touched water, and there was no more “west” to walk.