How, after a perfect, restful weekend away (despite the fact that we were only a few miles from home and didn't get much actual sleep), does one return to normal life without just a tiny bit of resentment? Couldn't we ignore the schedules, the lists, the piles, the appointments and stay by that camp fire, in those woods, with our friends for a little bit longer? Like forever? I'm sure once the eighteen loads of laundry are finished I'll feel differently. Maybe. Probably not.
More photos to come.
I'm still sleepy and moving at the pace of one happy to sit in the forest and just be.
I know. Great picture.
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