Author: baronvoncrow

May the road rise to meet you

Celtic blessing

The rolling farmlands of France are behind, to be replaced by the ridges and valleys of the Jura mountains, gateway to Switzerland

Sandy Brown, the Cicerone Guide to the Via Francigena

The tall unknowable city takes over the countryside. […]
They speak of homeland.
My homeland is […]
the willow grove’s visible prayer as evening falls.
Time is living me.
More silent than my shadow, I pass through the loftily covetous multitude.
They are indispensable, singular, worthy of tomorrow.
My name is someone and anyone.
I walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away
he doesn’t expect to arrive.

Jorges Louis Borges

You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.

Robin Williams

It isn’t just a village. The houses aren’t just places to live. Everything belongs to everybody. Everyone belongs to everyone else.

Joanne Harris, ‘Blackberry Wine’

There’s a certain amount of freedom involved in cycling: you’re self-propelled and decide exactly where to go. If you see something that catches your eye to the left, you can veer off there, which isn’t so easy in a car, and you can’t cover as much ground walking.

David Byrne (who has never walked from Canterbury to Rome)

‘Is This Paradise?’
‘I can guarantee you that it isn’t,’ Jubal assured him. ‘My taxes are due this week.’

Robert A. Heinlein, ‘Stranger in a Strange Land’

… liminal spaces,
The half-tamed and unruly patch
Where the forest gives way

Carrie Newcomer, ‘Liminality’

Look at their shoes!

Charles Beaumont, ‘A Spy Alone’