I love Ha Jin’s Waiting. Poignant realism tugging at every heart string of my challenged existence. I am still musing on travel, writing and reflection and turn to The Writer as Migrant by Ha Jin.
In The Writer as Migrant, he wonders about the Ithaka’s we search for .. real and metaphysical .. “some Ithakas turn out to be different from what we expected, but we have wonderful journeys that enrich and enlighten us .. As we travel along, we should imagine how to rearrange the landscapes of our envisioned homelands.”
Today’s pictures are brought to you by my companions and me on a track north of Broome, at a view in Petra, on a path on the SW English coastline, and in an alley in Damascus.