All packed and on the way to pilgrimage in Houston.
Yesterday was filled with lasts.
Last, for this trip, early morning fire and cinnamon toast.
Last, for this trip, blue corn cheese enchiladas, this time shared with a dear friend, Sue, whose egg recipe is featured in my daughter’s newest cookbook.
Last hike, for this trip, in a path scattered with snow and ice.
Home for a prayer ritual involving herbal tea and St. Hildegard from an Advent retreat that’s been part of my daily pilgrimage. So very much better shared with a friend.
Early morning drive to Albuquerque with a glorious sunrise.
Last, for this trip, cappacinnos along the way.
So very thankful for this pilgrimage.
So very hopeful and curious about the pilgrimage ahead.
House of Grace 