The corn stacks are a reminder of the pastoral life one wanders through while on a Camino. This particular field could have been anywhere in Portugal or Spain. As one winds their way along The Path through old villages and farms, images of the simplicity of days gone by pops up repeatedly. We walked during a very quiet time on the Camino and it frequently seemed as if we were the only ones around peaking in on the lives of those living in stone houses or along dirt roads in this foreign land that we were crossing.
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