
This green lane leads to the big park that I cross every time I go to catch the Metro. No matter how stressed I am stepping into this green tunnel immediately calms me down. This short path is not paved and the soft ground reminds me of the many miles I walked on my two Caminos.

the young green trees are a comfort, a protection. Once during Covid times I saw a young hawk perched on a branch just in front of me. We both stood still eyeing each other. Then he rose up and perched on a higher branch and let me walk on. I always keep an eye out for him just there but I never saw him again.
Will I ever do another Camino I wonder or must I be content with the little world of the park?

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