The almost winter sun warms my skin As it shines down, playing peek-a-boo through the trees Cypress knees jut up from earth and bogs, Hard to tell at first where the reflection ends and the trees begin Pine needles, earth and wet leaves soften the foot falls as I advance Cypress needles, warmed in theContinue reading “The Ecstasy of Hiking”
It’s January. 63 degrees. Restructure blog Or hike? No contest. Boots on. Water on. Camera on. Let’s go! It took a lot of personal growth for me to do this hike alone. I didn’t even tell anyone where I was going, I just went.