View from Jakobsberg on Desenberg Ruin

This has been a day of Following The Way. Again we had a sunny awakening. While She was already working on the flower beds beneath The Hut, I went on lugging and dragging the rest of the branches to their destination: building a natural protectionwall along the upper boundary of our forest hillland. Everwhere you see the tracks where our friends the Raccoons, the Swines and Deer climb and slide down the slope as soon as evening falls. And up and down again. So, Me too was doing my sweat-job, this Sysiphos-task of dragging bags full of fallen leafs up to the upper compost heap. I love it, really. Just because on such a wintery morning being fully alive caring for this magnificent piece of nature around our Home, is only a privilege. We have told it a hundred times: we would never have believed to “earn” such a Paradise, ever in our lifetime.
So my walking, climbing and carrying on the tracks through our backyard forms a sacred ritual of grateful servitude.

In the afternoon we made a small trip to the Beverungen Upland. A wide, bending plateau with a tiny mediaeval farmer’s village in its middle: Jakobsberg. Here we visited the old roman and gothic St. James Church. And from there we climbed up - again - a staircase, part of the Sankt Jakobus Kreuzweg. This St.James’ Calvary brought us high up on muddy, snowy country roads. On top of the plateau, in the full wide openness of an infinite landscape. To all sides, or in the Ten Thousand Directions. This is an amazing experience. A Peak-experience! And There in the Faraway Mysty Distance you can even see the Desenberg Ruin on top of his Old Volcano. Earth&Fire under a Windy Blue Sky with some bright white cumuli. Here we Are, Following our Way.