Wednesday, January 23, 2013

ode to camping


I've been thinking about a lot of little things lately. Little things, but mostly the future and what I want my life to look like...which isn't so little after all. Maybe that's what a combination of the new year and this lovely weekend weather bestowed upon the western lands will do. Either way, the medley between this Spring tease and a whole new year has brought a lot of reflecting and re-evaluating. That's why I love seasonal changes. I know it's still January and we all have a while until the genuine Spring cleaning, but maybe we all need to seize these warmer moments to polish our boots, sweep the fire pits, and amend our hearts. 

This past weekend was such things. There's nothing quite like lying and waking by a smokey fire, a full view of the bay, and sweet friends. And when you're in the midst of the Winter blues and school finals, this is nothing short of an ideal hoopla. We headed up to our bountiful peak who's flora and fauna are too generous to call home. I am too blessed. Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to live in a place where mountains and oceans are so easily accessible from my home. 

We crafted. We talked. We trailed. We frolicked. We ate. We were robbed by our friend, Mr. Raccoon. We soaked up the warmer air and breathtaking views. We stopped. We took the time to watch little things pass by. But most importantly, we exalted and we praised. All in all, I found that it never hurts to take advantage of the short and sweet, Spring cleaning moments. In those we see a joy-filled beauty far greater than our own.

Right now it's raining. It's cold and it's still January, but my heart is in the Spring of things. And although I will always be learning how to live in the moment, I look forward to Spring-forward. But now, now I will walk with the warmer joy that I know will come in the morning. Sometimes all you need to do is take a short breath to see the lasting Hope that can restore and rejuvenate. And for that, I am grateful.



















Thank you Mr. Raccoon for stealing our food




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