I’ve always felt most at home in the woods.
No phone, no internet, just trees and nature and quiet.
It’s a place I go to get away when I need to nourish my soul; to connect with the Earth, the air, the sky.
I don’t often bring my camera as it’s the very thing I need to get away from sometimes. I love my job but it can start to weigh on me – as any job does – and that’s when I need a distraction. A recharge.
So it was rare that my workhorse Nikon D700 accompanied us on our 2nd annual Easter Weekend camping trip which, this year, took place in the Wharton State Forest in the New Jersey Pine Barrens.
Our seasoned group ate potluck style, hiked for hours, hunted salamanders and got lost off the beaten path. We reconnected as couples and bonded as friends. The chill in the air didn’t bother us, we could overlook the uneven board for Settlers of Catan because what mattered most was that we were there, together, in that moment. For just a brief time the pressure of work was lifted, the stress of life released – Â and so we rested under the soft cloak of the forest.
I can’t wait to be back in the woods for a long July 4th weekend this year with this very same company.
Though I’ll be happy to leave the digital camera at home this time.