Yesterday as we drove out of town towards the close by campground I felt a sense of excitement. We were on a mission to find some blueberries that we heard were nearby. A little boy in Noah's class told me about them.
As we pulled down the road to the campground, there they were, beautiful bright red bushes, low to the ground that were covered with the most lovely blueberries. I kneeled down into the soft moss, and instantly felt immersed in my surroundings. Cranberries, blueberries, mushrooms, all kinds of little plants. One plant (I think it id called Labrador Tea) smelt so delicious that I actually pressed my nose right down to the ground to smell it. Crazy? Maybe. But it was just so intoxicating.
The sound of the wind blowing in the aspens. The smell of the moss and the near by lake. The cool early Autumn chill in the air. The colours of reds, oranges, yellows, greens and blues. It was amazing, and right there and then I knew that I belong here. That I am so blessed to have these unique experiences. I will go so far as to say that today felt spiritual. Like I was deeply connected to my surroundings. To nature.