I have a tent. I have a camp stove. I have a portable grill. I have sleeping bags, and of course, at my age, I have an air mattress. Last weekend, Ken and I went to Letchworth State Park for a quick camping trip. We left late Friday afternoon and returned Sunday afternoon. 48 hours of bliss. 48 hours of no TV, very little social media (we still had our Iphones) and time spent only with each other. 48 hours of campfires, hiking, breathing the fresh air and marveling at the beauty around us. I don't know if there is anything better.
I love the simplicity of life in the woods. I love the smell of bacon and coffee cooking on the camp stove.
I love the sounds of the camp ground, the rustle of the wind in the trees and the sounds of the birds and critters. I even loved it when one of the trees dropped a leaf in my cup of coffee and later, an acorn on my head. It was "nature" comedy of the simplest form.
I love the smell and crackle of the campfires and the murmur of the voices of other campers in the still night air.
And I love the s'mores. The ooey, gooey, chocolatey, marshmallow-y goodness.
I've decided that I have to purchase a copy of Walden by Henry David Thoreau and re-read it. On those days when life is busy, when I'm feeling the stress of whatever the topic of the day may be, I'll open the pages and remember how life is in the woods. Where things are simple and uncomplicated. And then I'll close my eyes and remember my time in the woods. And I'll relive the peace and joy that comes with the simplicity of just enjoying the surroundings, living only in that moment, with no distractions. And it will remind me, once again, of how easy it is to find joy in the simple knowledge that I need nothing more. That my plate is full. That my life is beautiful.
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