Growing up, I was fortunate to be part of a family that prioritized getting outside and enjoying the beautiful world we live in. Although the Pacific Northwest is rainy and depressing for many, that rain comes with some gorgeous territory.
In the summer we'd spend every other weekend camping. Not hard-core backpacking usually, but not campground camping either. We'd drive along logging roads, taking our mini van where mini vans typically don't go. We managed to seek out some great spots. One of our favorites was along a river, complete with a beautiful swimming hole and rocks to jump off. Really lovely.
Yesterday's adventures really brought back my love of that place. To celebrate the Fourth, we drove out to the forest along a breathtaking river and sat down in the sun and shade to watch the flowing water, egg on the ones brave enough to take the plunge into the icy water, and allow our littlest outdoor enthusiast some time in the great outdoors.
Cora and I sat by the river, as she told me all about how exciting it was.
|No, Cora is not wearing a white suit. That is her real skin color. No tans for the melanin-deprived.|
She sat on the top of the rocks and nursed. She people watched and nature watched and had an all-around lovely time.
|Beanie girl with her Favorite Aunt Teenie|
It was really a perfect day. We even made it home by 7:00, just in time for our girlie's bedtime. I spent the rest of the evening listening to the booming outside, opening the curtains once to peek at the fireworks. No, this year was not about the noise or the party. It was about a handful of friends enjoying the beautiful place we're lucky enough to call home.