I’ve had a lot going on lately. I’ve been spending a lot time thinking of the would be’s, could’ve been’s, and what if’s. That i’ve lost track of what was important. So much so that I haven’t been able to enjoy my recent good fortune and success. Except for camping, it’s been a long time since I went out alone. It’s been a long time since nature guided my senses, soothed my soul, and started working to heal my broken heart. When I’m out in nature my brain slows and I don’t think of anything except the task at hand. I learn to depend on myself. I take risks to get a shot the consequences of that risk are mine and mine alone.
It threatened rain all day. I watched the weather forecast closely. I was determined come rain or shine to go to Laurel Hill State Park. Last time I was here was November. It was snowing and I had a great hike on the Hemlock trail. I thought of going back to that spot and trying to capture some late sun coming through the hemlocks. There was no sun though. A friend of mine said some counties were under tornado watches. Where I was going wasn’t one of them. But it rained. All the way out. It rained as I pulled into the parking lot and rained as I setup my camera. I didn’t care, I was out in nature. Where I was supposed to be. I heard the thunder, standing there on the edge of the lake. I was hoping to capture some lightning. I found a trail that led right around the lake, right one the edge. I definitely scared my fair share of fish that were feeding on the edge. The brush got taller and there was a foul smell wafting about. I think there was something that was dead in the bush, but I wasn’t sure. I noticed that my feet started sinking when I took steps. It occurred to me that I walked myself into a marsh. Oops. Well I was already at the edge, so there was nothing left to do but to set up the camera and take more shots. I watched the wind pick up, the clouds get really dark and the storm rolled in. It was a good night. I couldn’t help but smile on the way home. First time I’ve smiled in a while.
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. -John Muir