Longing for the scent of woodlands and community fire. I want to express my thanks for 2 young siblings, who I’m almost certain will not see this post. It’s taken me the better part of 4 months to gather my thoughts, but I’m sure now that they changed my life. Without going into too much detail, their resiliency as foster youth and their earnest energy to laugh stays with me. These siblings, in spite of their hardships, know humor and like little elders, they shared a teaching with me...sometimes laughing is all we can do, and that’s ok.
This weekends snow seemed to cut the fall season a bit short in my mind. I’ve said it before but the fall is certainly my favorite of the seasons, but man does it go fast. This was snapped just over a week ago in a drive very familiar to many in the Colorado crowd of anglers and outdoorsman. I doubt that the leaves lasted amongst the cold winds and settling snow, but I’m entirely grateful I had the opportunity to lay my eyes across the painted scenery one last time in 2018.
While out camping this weekend, a huge thunderstorm hit Joshua Tree leaving us all wet inside our tents. The surrounding campsites pretty much looked like the opening scene from lost. But that’s nature, right? Thanks for keeping me centered by letting me experience a miserable night and helping me appreciate the beauty that much more Joshua Tree. 💕
5/59 national parks with you. ☺️