Thursday, August 19

in the Wilds


Back from a week's camping in the Pennsylvania Wilds ~ I feel so fresh and on track, with so many clarifications figured out in the evenings of journal writing by firelight, afternoon rain-hikes, and aimless meandering around the lake in our tiny canoe. We campground-hopped, making our home amongst the trees wherever we ended up. We saw 3 elk, watched the sunsets, cooked apples & onions & pork chops in our dutch oven, and Tim fished with pure, mad dedication (sadly without much success.) I spent every day from dawn till dusk and beyond in the outdoors, and am full of the remembrance of light in all its moods.

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