Today I traveled to Concan, TX to camp with my dearest friend. We spent our evening by the Frio River, listening to our favorite songs and then walking around campsites as the sun set over the hills. It was gorgeous, and once again I am learning that my days spent out doors bring me so much happiness.
I’ve become quite tired during the evenings, yet I must still find my strength to write. Colorado photos must be sorted through for they are far too beautiful not to share, as well as photos of the Stanley Hotel!
This year I told myself I would travel more, and I feel as though I have not let myself down. I don’t need to travel across the country, traveling to any new destination, whether it’s 96 or 1,256 miles away, I long for it all.
New rivers, new trees, new emotions.
This weekend I plan on going about 90 miles outside of my city to a town I’ve never ventured to. My best friend and I will spend a day and night in nature. My camera shall be loaded with film (or just fully charged) and my mind will be free of all woeful thoughts.
Nature, how I long for you. How you cleanse my soul. xx
Have you ever had a personal connection with nature? An overpowering, almost spiritual, connection? I’ve always loved nature, but today was the first time I felt an overwhelming connection to the natural state of life.
Adams Falls, hidden away in Rocky Mountain National Park, transformed me, if only for a moment. The water cascading down over rocks and enormous trees that had fallen from time. The known fact that the water was so much more powerful than you. It was the first time I had ever seen a waterfall.
The sound overpowered everything around me and all I could hear was peace; all I could see was beauty. Natural beauty, beauty untouched by human hands. The type of beauty that is forgotten in this day of technology- the day of filters, the day of photoshop, the day of altering everything around us. This waterfall, this piece of Earth, was beautiful, all by itself, it need not compete with the trees or foliage around it, merely complement it.
The metaphor, of course, that caused that one tear to brim my eye, was that of letting go and surrendering. Surrendering all of your vices, all of your pain, and letting them flow with the water, freeing you.
A place to say goodbye.
It would go against everything I spoke of to alter the photographs below, which is why I have not. Here is Adams Falls, in all of it’s glorious beauty.
After a 12 hour car ride, my family (minus my older brother!), James and I have finally arrived to Colorado for a nine day vacation in the wilderness. Well, mostly wilderness. Tomorrow we will travel to a log cabin near Rocky Mountain National Park. I cannot wait to spend the days immersed in nature. Hiking up mountains, breathing in the fresh air, drinking coffee on the porch overlooking the trees transforming into their fall selves as I transform into one with the leaves. My metaphors make no sense at this hour, for I am quite tired.
Expect many pictures xx
Once we were inside Big Bend National Park, James and I went to the Chisos Basin to climb Emory Peak. The next day we ventured down the path that led us to Santa Elena Canyon, a view my dad said I had to witness. The canyon towered 1,500 feet above you and all you could do was stare in silence.
These photos don’t do Big Bend any justice. Without the emotions behind it, these are merely gorgeous photos and you can only just begin to enjoy the beauty. Nature, especially at this scale, must be experienced firsthand. xx