The Contemplative John Muir
While this statement may not be true literally - especially since not everyone is inclined to camp - it IS true if we substitute the word "Nature" for "camp."
I went backpacking this past weekend in the Flattops WIlderness, and
ended up camping on Skinny Fish Lake. I can't imagine a more idyllic
spot to set up a tent - on a peninsula of land with water on on sides,
the constant sound of ducks socializing on the lake,
mushrooms pushing up through the snowbanks,
thousands of frogs singing in a nearby pond, orange alpenglow radiating from the peaks at
sunset, and a nearly-full moon shining right through the tent window. What a wonderful place to regain one's center!
Photos: (Top) My tent set up at Skinny Fish Lake; (Middle); ducks swimming on the lake; (Bottom); a mushroom pushing up through the snow; Flattops Wilderness, CO; June 14, 2014
mushrooms pushing up through the snowbanks,
thousands of frogs singing in a nearby pond, orange alpenglow radiating from the peaks at
sunset, and a nearly-full moon shining right through the tent window. What a wonderful place to regain one's center!
Photos: (Top) My tent set up at Skinny Fish Lake; (Middle); ducks swimming on the lake; (Bottom); a mushroom pushing up through the snow; Flattops Wilderness, CO; June 14, 2014
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