It calls to me: the distant sounds of laughter echoing through the trees, voices in a sleepy buzz of conversation, birds and bugs overhead. I have fond memories here of childhood days spent roaming freely through the trees and fields, untroubled by thoughts of yesterday or tomorrow. Today we head off camping in our local mountains for the weekend. I am seeking some peace and comfort in a familiar setting and taking time to go to a place that feels like home is always good for the heart. There will be hamburgers and hot dogs, s'mores and campfires, bug bites and sunburns to keep me focused on the moment.
But I must admit that I am going to be doing my best to avoid the last two!