For me, camping and writing go hand in hand. One of the reasons I don’t post much is because at home, life is too busy it seems. Between work and family, the gym and playing with the pets, it is hard to find time to watch some TV, or to write. There are just not enough hours in the day. I know I should make time though, and camping is the perfect time, place, and atmosphere to start again. It’s quiet, with only the sound of birds singing. It’s peaceful, so I can think about what I am doing. There are hardly any distractions, with the exception of a few dogs barking on occasion, mine included. The sunlight is sprinkling on me through the leaves in the trees. The smell is of fresh air, pollen-free finally, thanks to the rain recently. The only down side right this moment is that when I finally want to write, my laptop is at home. Go figure. So I sit here in front of a smoldering fire pit in a folding camp chair, IPhone in hand, expressing this post, one thumb click at a time. Not the fastest way to get my words out, but at least I have a way, and a signal to broadcast. So let this be my new beginning, once again. Back on the horse. And pray with me, that once I get home, my fingers will find their place on the keyboard where they belong and my thumbs can have a rest. Let this be the start of my new streak, where there is time to think and write, and the words find their way to the page once again.
Talk to you again soon.