run wild starlight

 

 This week I camped with friends in cedar creekside cabins north along the California coast. A meandering path in the woods ushered us to the rocky shore where the pulsating wind enlivened me with each breath. Brooke and Kristen snapped gorgeous polaroids and I brought my Diana Dreamer along to play with.

At night the knowing moon and run wild starlight shone through the oaks and we gathered around the warm campfire for hours. As we slept the rain fell diligently and when I let in the light at sunrise, rainfall was coming down on the hillside treetops in a soothing rhythmic motion. It felt like the perfect accompaniment to morning coffee and my journal, so I added a woolen scarf, hat, and handwarmers to the composition and settled in.

Soon the sunshine returned with freshened air perfumed with eucalyptus and wild anise and we resumed our beachcombing.

Now I am on my way out the door again for another brief camping trip, this one with Bud, Rave and Gypsy, our bus. There's a crispness in the early morning and evening fall air that is best enjoyed outdoors and I want to make the very most of it. 

Comments

[Monica {bohemian twilight}]

wonderful, especially the scent anise, bliss. although i'm not a camper myself, i appreciate being in nature so 'get it' in an abstract way lol

[kristen]

thank you for an incredible experience, truly. xo

[Stephanie]

I could smell the eucalyptus from here....you are an amazing writer. Happy Camping to you! xoxo

[brooke]

the air did smell so good.

we're going camping tomorrow. :)

[Elizabeth]

Mmmmmmmmm. This makes me so happy.

[Suzanne Williams]

You make me dream. Sounds lovely and beautiful. Pics are great.
Suzanne

[keishua]

love the boots. looks like a merry old time, too.

[Nichole]

Your prose makes me feel the cold of the beaches of Northern California, where I spent my childhood, creep up on my skin. I can taste the salt air on my tongue. Thank you for taking me back there.