Wake-up view from my
bed in our popup camper
After our first night
camping in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park in July, Husband Walter and
I woke up to cool mountain breezes. What a difference from the heat and
humidity of the Mississippi Gulf Coast!
Husband Walter stokes
our Smokies “entertainment center.”
A focal point was the
campfire that hubby kept going. A campfire encourages “just being.” Hubby
excels at “just being,” savoring the moment.
Fire watching--mesmerizing
and relaxing.
A previous camper had
started burning a section of a downed tree that had an impressive diameter. The
result was a fascinating collection of straight lines and concentric circles.
The blackened and cracked backdrop for our fire also helped direct warmth that
countered early morning chill.
A backdrop enhances
our fire pit.
Hubby’s coffee pot
sits on his “warming rock” in the fire pit.
With a cup of hot tea
for me and coffee for Walter, we enjoyed our fire and the birds that filled the
morning with their vocals. Hearing birds in our campsite is not unusual, but
they usually stay near the tops of the tall trees surrounding us, rarely giving
us a glimpse.
This morning was
different. They flitted among the branches before us. They took exuberant
morning baths in the edge of a quiet pool that a rain-swollen stream had
created at the back of our campsite.
There were several
species in the avian choir, but my usual drive to identify and learn about each
little feathered resident gave way to simple, peaceful and immobile
appreciation of life’s abundant gifts.
I am getting better
at this “just being” thing.
Your photos of the campfire and flames are mesmerizing, and your dh can help you learn to just be.
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I'm so glad you are having a nice time. Your fire pictures are awesome, too!!!
ReplyDeleteHow lovely. I am very good at just being, but David prefers to be active, a doer.
ReplyDeletei am having a jealous fit right now, that fire is calling my name... oh oh oh you know i love fire. and this one is beautiful...just keep on Being...
ReplyDeleteOh I loved camping in the mountains, but have not been able to lure David up there in years. And, we are so close to Sky Line Drive it is almost criminal.
ReplyDeleteLove bird watching too. Do you suppose they were keeping an eye on your fire? Dianne
I am so envious. Cool weather, camping out,
ReplyDeletea campfire to get lost in, a hot drink to hold and sip--does it get any better? I think not. Enjoy.
"Just being" is one of my favorite states! Glad you could relax and enjoy.
ReplyDeleteStaring into the beautiful fire is just mesmerizing.
ReplyDeleteI love your statement about Just Being. Be it the ocean, lake, or a magnificent sunset...they all call for just being.
I am really in need of doing just that!
Thanks for sharing your vacation with us.
Nothing is more relaxing than a nice campfire! It's one of the things I miss most about camping.
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