This is a re-post from http://www.ladiesincamo.com.
I sit silently as the wind kisses my face. The sparrows dance in the sky above to the song of the red-winged blackbird. I breathe. The fresh spring air fills my lungs with new life, and hope.
I run my fingers through the soft green grass, as the dragonflies flirt with the brim of my cap and the bumble bee buzzes by.
This is my world.
Although I was not able to get out hunting or fishing this weekend, a quiet walk along a nearby brook was enough to feed my soul.
What fuels your spirit when you are unable to get away?
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Working with my horse for sure – he’s a luxury that provides me with a small dose of “outside” when I can’t hunt or fish!
Listening to the songbirds while drinking a cup of coffee at sunrise or a walk in the woods with the dogs feeds my soul. No fishing this weekend, it’s raining too hard.