The previous week was long, intense, and colorful: the week before leaving on a journey. Last Sunday, I drove to the Alb for an autumn walk, and for a larger horizon before diving in the long list of things that waited to be done yet.
„Lucky weather“ I thought while looking at the forecast: there were rainy days upcoming, which brought the right mood to stay at the desk and just keep working and getting things done and organized. Even things I had postponed since weeks.
„Keep on keeping on“ was my mantra for those days. And even though it was tiring, after that week, on Friday, it felt good to arrive at this milestone. I packed my bags while feeling an ease of things done, and not waiting after the island time.
Our flight was Friday afternoon, and at noon I felt: the journey is beginning now: the doorbell rang, and a friend dropped by to say hi. We could sit outside, and the red cat joined us. It was a feeling of: yes, now the tide moves to: Journey. Enjoy. Encounter. Relax.
And then the journey started for real, in a new way: taking the new express airport bus. Walking to the bus stop brought this curved sky moment:
and I want to go
From transit day to first island day: we arrived in the late evening, which felt a bit odd as arrival time. But they still has dinner for us, and it was just lovely to wake up on Saturday, and realize: we are here. At the ocean. With a full week of island time waiting.
Here’s a photo from one of the first ocean walks:
I probably took similar photos during one of the previous stays, but each day here is different. And it’s and to catch the moments, and post them on instagram – see the flow of images there, my own and the ones of others with similar hashtags.Here’s the link to my instagram page.
“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability.
Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.”
In contrast to all the thoughts, there was this simple sign that felt like a guide to island time, and to life in General
ow, for a late-afternoon barefoot walk along the bay….