Ode to the outdoors

We need forests and beaches and wide open skies.

We need muddy trails, cold rivers, and crashing waves.

We need starlit nights, sunrises through the trees, and hair tangled by the wind.

We need loud laughter, quiet wonder, and the kind of moments that remind us how small and lucky we are.

To wander, to notice, to feel the magic in the smallest things. that's the real adventure.

To be a walking, wondering, barefoot invitation to slow down, breathe deep, and enjoy it all.

Oh look, a stick.