You could hear the water running from our campsite, so we took went through the woods and took off our shoes. A perfect rock for napping and playing cribbage in the afternoon. The sound of water seeps into dreams. And if you looked underfoot, there was another little world doing its own forest thing.
reading :: Mavis Gallant and Annie Dillard
eating :: eggs, lots of eggs for my red blood
watching :: hot August summer slowly give way to a few tiny yellow leaves
feeling :: my first natural hot springs river, hot and cold in the rocks in the sun