Crashing waves fill my tent with sound, drowning out the peaceful silence of crickets. The wind laughs mischievously from afar, attention starved and constantly testing my patience. The cranky heron takes flight, suddenly complaining about his space. The trees stand tall, the moonlight guides, and the happy fish jump...we still dont know why. And the remains of my campfire crackle, as I turn out the light on this chilly Christmas night. I am surrounded by family. - JR
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 02:39:51 +0000