Along the medieval pilgrims' route from Salzburg to Santiago de Compostela, with my dog Finny.
Monday, November 30, 2015
(Lauzerte - Espalais/Auvillar) All Things Will Pass.
The lesson that I am constantly being taught is that all things will pass. The freezing days have passed, giving way to balmy breezes from the gentle South. The tiresomely meandering route through muddy, gloopy fields has passed, replaced by a straight path beside a canal lined with magnificent plane trees. My ankles no longer ache, but that will pass too, and new ailments will arise. After a few petulant days, Finny is now in high spirits and even went for a swim in the canal; but that too will pass, as will he, as will you, as will I.
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