On Spring, Solitude and Serendipity

“Let him who cannot be alone beware of community… Let him who is not in community beware of being alone.”” –Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Life Together It is almost nine and mostly dark by the time we get back down to village. It’s our second night staying in a house on the cliff 450 steps above Vernazza,…

A Map, A Headlamp, A Castle, The Fog

I consider bringing the headlamp. It’s in the same basket as the map, which I fished out carefully before leaving on this hiking venture.  My large topographical map is indispensable; I bought it a few days after moving to Kandern, and it has been a fixture on every excursion since. I love this map.  Emily has an…

Seasons

I’ve never been in Europe in autumn. I’ve spent several summers here, two weeks of winter, and one spring.  But all of my autumns, my favorite season of all, have been in Washington. I’ve come back to Austria for the weekend–truly just for Saturday–to attend the going-away party for Julie Johnson, a fellow instructor from…