i had a spontaneous night of campin' with my soul-sister, Michelle. we arrived in Paris, MI early in the evening, and, although the forecast was that of thunderstorms and heavy winds, we arrived to find a big ol' blue sky. we set up the tent and rigged it well in spite of a missing cord, then took a walk along the Muskegon River and did some explorin' in the woods. we returned to camp just before dark, built a fire, talked much, and took delight in some locally brewed Oberon.
we woke around five in the mornin' to thunder, lightenin', and rain. i could feel the thunder through the ground which would then radiate through my entire body. the lightening illuminated our little tent with each interjection, and the birds expressed their excitement through song... it was a feast for the senses.
the sun came up, and the rain ceased. we spent the morning by the river. i was mesmerized by the resplendent droplets of rain left behind on the leaves, flowers, and grasses. we had to get back on the road by noon, Michelle still had much to do before she left this morning for New Orleans. we packed up camp, and thanked the river, the land, and all who inhabit it for their hospitality.
we woke around five in the mornin' to thunder, lightenin', and rain. i could feel the thunder through the ground which would then radiate through my entire body. the lightening illuminated our little tent with each interjection, and the birds expressed their excitement through song... it was a feast for the senses.
the sun came up, and the rain ceased. we spent the morning by the river. i was mesmerized by the resplendent droplets of rain left behind on the leaves, flowers, and grasses. we had to get back on the road by noon, Michelle still had much to do before she left this morning for New Orleans. we packed up camp, and thanked the river, the land, and all who inhabit it for their hospitality.
'We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars … the stars form a circle, and in the center we dance.' - Rumi
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