8.30.2012

a quiet moment.

A couple of Saturdays ago, at the end of a really great day, I snuck away to one of my favorite spots with my camera and my dog. Instead of hiking, like we'd planned, I found myself struck by the light, the silence, and how at peace with myself I was in that very moment. The bugs danced in the glow above the trees like fireflies in the daylight. The earth beneath me crunched, dry and calloused from the sun. The air was still- no wind, no birds, no people. I walked slowly, stopped often, and found myself standing there in that quiet moment wanting to remember, always, exactly how it felt.