One completed camino.

After many days of heads bent to the sides of the trail, crouched in the dirt examining plants, the sight of the ocean was a powerful one. The weight of our packs became a little lighter as the sea breeze drew us closer. Reaching “the end of the old world,” Finisterre, the Atlantic leaves us no choice but to turn around and begin our second journey.

Reflecting on the past 50 days of walking, a sense of gratitude overwhelms like gusts of air from the sea.  As we tap into the deep wells of plant wisdom, much depleted and lost with time, our connection to the project mission strengthens. The desire to unroot and share the culinary folklore of this region has become a driving force of our work.

Humbled by the fruits and flowers of spring, we look forward to what the summer season will reveal.

 

 

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