Pilgrimage

In the autumn of 2025, I walked a section of the El Camino de Santiago de Compostela, an ancient pilgrimage route traversing portions of Portugal and Spain. I carried my pack and camera 148 miles. I bore also my grief at the unfolding political situation in my country.As I walked, I was surrounded by structures that had outlasted multiple regimes. These structures themselves were being disassembled by tiny ferns, with their luminous fractal structure. The truths that the sweep of history is vaster than any one government, and that the life force and the mathematical underpinnings of the universe are more powerful even still were arrayed before me along the entire path.