Another poem today, this time much more lighthearted. I wrote this when we visited a fiesta in a nearby village. It has a small population of two thousand people. The name Paradela means ‘A stop on the Road.’ It seemed appropriate. Galicia is sometimes surprising. Paradela On Monday Paradelais a sleepy little town. On TuesdayContinue reading “Paradela”
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Abigail Thorne 