Ruta de la Tejeda de Tosande en Palencia, Castilla y Leon (2014)
Now, will you please remember the way. I forgot my compass! A compass?? Hmmm, really??
Lots and lots of beautiful trees …
…and a nice view in between. Careful, watch your step!
We’ve reached the summit. FINALLY time for a rest. Rumble rumble, might that be thunder? No, it’s my stomach. A ver, el bocadillo de jamón…bocadillo de tortilla… bocadillo de chorizo…pero…pero dónde está mi chocolate?
Refreshed…and NO, in case you wondered, I didn’t find my chocolate, must have eaten it (completely unaware as so often) on my way to the mountain top… the way down is fast. I follow my, ahm, six (?) dwarfs…sure there were seven (???)
… ugh, eight??? Oh dear…confused…too much fresh air 😉
I instantly feel calm strolling between old trees,
I marvel at their arrangements
and cuddle in their embraces
feeling their kisses disguised as a breeze.
I feel blessed amidst curious shapes and
branches, where birds, bees and bugs made their home and hideaway(s).
Suddenly I feel enchanted,
able to choose any path I fancy. I follow my desires and dreams. I turn into an adventurer looking for secret places
hidden deep inside the forest’s mazes.
My quest – the hunt of the old man’s hut.*
Heading for my chosen path,
I hold closely that moment,
thanking the forest to leave
me enchanted that very day.
Not long ago I read Grimm’s story of the Hut in the Forest.