Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

sounds from the weekend in the woods

Lots and lots of sound in the darkening forests.
Giant June bugs buzzing against the window screen
Bunnies hopping through the woods.
Large fist-sized bi-color frogs (maroon and green-spotted) rustling through the dry leaves on the ground.
Large branches snapping in a distance.
Something large rushing by, disturbing the branches.
The distant roar of a modern vehicle.
The leaves roaring up with the vibrant spring gusts.
For a few minutes the sounds diverge, it feels like there are several of them, circling our fire site. The smells of our cooking, the food enticing.
The sweet scent of strawberries beckon, tickle the nose, adds seduction to the air, drawing human and bear alike.