Napping in Hammocks

July 23, 2019

The smell of campfire lingers in the air, floating faintly. . .  a comforting reminder that we are in my favorite season. 

 

I rinse off the layers of the day; the Earth on my feet. 

And gratitude fills the vacant space in my heart. 

 

Time stands still a little easier in the mountains. 

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