The Dales Country House Hotel
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... of all to light, wherein light is the manifestation of love"
But somehow it is only fitting to end with a poem by David Whyte, a poet I discovered during the walk thanks to spending a day on the track with Richard:
if you move carefully
through the forest,
like the ones
in the old stories,
who could cross
a shimmering bed of leaves
without a sound,
to a place
... still thinks he is a human being rather than a dog. Last visit we photographed him perched up beside Maureen in the campervan where he looked like he was driving the van. This time he has a new trick (because just driving the van has got sooo mundane). He looks out of the window until he sees the postman, then barks like a madman (mad dog?) until Maureen opens the front door. Then he hares down the ...
... a bubble or flash of fin on the surface, but it’s impossible to really track the progress or actually see the object sought. Pilgrimage though does not feel like another simply version of busyness. It’s like the unity that Satish Kumar talks about in reuniting Soil, Society and Soul. We need Hands, Head and Heart to be engaged in an activity if it is to have meaning and not simply be wasted busyness. In walking, I feel I am physically active but also my head in engaged ...
... once motor cruisers became available for hire, more and more people came to the area.
By the 1960s and 70s, the Broads were a victim of their own success. Pollution was rife and this affected the vegetation and fish stocks declined. Less fish means less tourists so it became a huge problem. However, the pollution has now been cleaned up and so tourists and fishermen are back. Evidence of the cleaner water is that lilies are now starting ...
... and Elm Tree Hill is one of the oldest Tudor streets remaining in England. Elm Tree Hill has cobblestones which are most uncomfortable to walk on and my respect for Tour de France cyclists on the cobblestone sections of the Tour has just gone up a few notches.
We are now back home after a lovely dinner at Jamie's. Prices for food seem on par with Aussie prices but drinks are more expensive. We are sitting listening to the Cathedral bells ring which is very ...