A couple of days ago, my coworker Cristina and I hiked one of the trails belonging to the conference center where we are working for the summer. At 5 AM, it was so dark that neither of us could see very well, and our skin was raised in the lingering chill of the night. Although short, the trail was steep, so by the time we reached the ridge at the top we were breathing hard, creating wispy clouds of mist that we could now see in the pale morning light.
We sat on a log and watched the sun rise over the wild blueberry bushes. The insects had not yet begun their vigil for human blood, so we were undisturbed in the wild. It was a moment of peace and beauty that I wish I could experience every day.
No comments:
Post a Comment