Cold and accomplished – first camping trip of the season

Long before I opened my eyes to the calm blue light of tent walls dotted with sunlit glassy raindrops, the honking of geese overhead stirred me to consciousness and a sleepy smile spread across my slightly chapped lips.

First sight of the day, wet tent fabric

These early morning moments are what I camp for.

Waking up in a tent to the smell of wet earth.

Crisp air nips at my cheeks and reminds me of my vitality.

The sounds of animals bustling around me on a thick carpet of damp ponderosa pine needles reminds me I am but one part of a large web of deeply connected beings.

Waking up to a new day alongside non-human siblings – the grasses, the trees, the bugs, the birds, the deer, the rocks. Whew! What a privilege.

looking up inside the tent
out of the warm tent and into the wet cold morning
boots on…
and ready to face the day
sunrise over camp
Foggy sunrise over Lake Roosevelt, May 8th

First camping trip of the year… CHECK!

How beautiful is that fog rolling off the lake? 🙂

Stay curious, friends! ~ EK