Sitting on a long dock that reaches way out into the water, hearing the waves break against the pillars. Casting a good spincaster fishing rod out of a Bass boat in the middle of the lake on a cool September aftternoon. Walking the mowed wheat fields of the of my family farm in and wading in the creek in late summer below a huge wide open sky. All these things make me feel so small but also connected to the universe.
Lori
Lori