I woke feeling heavy - extremely heavy. Someone must have tied an anchor to me in my sleep. The walk to the kitchen left me exhausted. I hobbled back to my loft and remained horizontal for the remainder of the day. The culprit was surely a combination of things. From long wet efforts in the mountains to visitors from different landscapes - I needed a rest.
I woke feeling a far-cry better than the morning prior. Rested, I brewed a cup of green tea and looked through the photos I’d captured. The sunset from a day ago was still fresh on my mind. I settled on a couple photos that gave me that feeling of wonder, again. Reliving the moment, I was thankful for such beauty – even when I was down and out.
“When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.” – Louise Erdrich