Notes from my journey

Now, the beginning…

Journal, day, March 13, 2017

“Life was very different when you walked through it.” – p. 40, The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry

Journal, day, March 14, 2017
Pondering the people I met.
Staring out the windows (of the train).
Remembering Florida.
Coming home.
It’s been 7 years.

Looking for the angels (in the clouds)
Looking for the unexpected, anywhere else.

the orange groves
the fields of cattle
fields of horses.

Flashes of trees.
Peeks in between.

Ponce de Leon springs
Tent in a yard
Sleeping porch

getting closer
wanting to be there.

Hearing the whistle of the train
not as it goes by
but as I go with it.

Almost there, almost there, almost there.

Feels so good to see the sun shine
the good old Florida sunshine.
Too bad so many friends are gone.
“Someday I must stop what I’m doing, long enough, to look at what I’ve done.” – C.Lynn


3 thoughts on “Notes from my journey

  1. Your Lynn’ism is spot on! 🙂
    I’ve heard Florida is so beautiful! From your words, my senses are stirred…I can see, smell, touch, taste and hear Florida! 🙂
    Glad you got to go!
    HUGS!!! 🙂


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