It was the Tree of Life, a different meaning and understanding. We reflected on it. The mirror we saw. The mine had caused a transformation in both of us. Max told us there was word the planned ro… more →
Travelling With Le Enchanteurimogen88 wrote 3 years ago: It was the Tree of Life, a different meaning and understanding. We reflected on it. The mirror we … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: We left the mules tethered at the entrance of the mine, and let Max do all the talking. The minekeep … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Since Spring came across our path, Orlando and I saw many things come into bloom. A golden canary h … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Orlando and I continued along the roads, coming to the honeycomb of mines inside the foot of the O … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: This image from nature is a reminder to always be “green”. This is the mandala for the j … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: “I can’t go on,” said Orlando, who had been quieter than usual, as we travelled up … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Orlando and I set out the following morning in the renewing sun, knowing we had to see the Minekeepe … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Maude was usually bored, except when callers came knocking, her only company a small terrier calle … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: Orlando Non Furioso met me at the Glade, curious as he was to learn the journey had something to do … more →
imogen88 wrote 3 years ago: A path unknown though places far and wide, to sleep under a canopy of trees, guided by the sun, at n … more →