“eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
another day, another quiet hike.
(n.) forest solitude,
the feeling of being alone in the woods.
one with nature.
the kinders celebrate the return of the sun
with no coats and fast feet and smiles a mile wide.
“i’m youth, i’m joy, i’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”
-james m. barrie
the perfect great outdoors backyard birthday
for grandie f
canoe, tent, tree swing, wood planks, campfire, tree house
whistles, slingshots, treats
sleeping bag sack races
kids happy and running everywhere
what could be more fun?
“i am unboreable in the great outdoors.”
-p. j. o’rourke
“sculpture is the art of the hole and the lump.”
out on an adventure hike
with the kinders
we came across a sign…..
“i could never resist the call of the trail.”