All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost
All across the nation people are starting out on vacations to be spent in…parks. [In] their tents under the stars, with an open fire to cook by, with the smell of the woods, and the winds in the trees, they will forget the rush and strain of all the other long weeks of the year, and for a short time at least, the days will be good for their hearts and for their souls
I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay till sundown for going out…was really going in.
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts
Rain, rain, rain!
One again, a tent has failed me. Huge thunderstorm last night brought out my field research PTSD, with good reason apparently. Drops of rain came crashing down on our sleeping heads. REI: I am not amused. Scientists: where’s my superhydrophobic rainfly?
Now: 39.033517, -78.952521
