In the woods.
Away from home.
Cold and rainy turns to sunny and warm.
But there are so many things that are 'no touch'.
Tents, knives, fire, stakes, coolers…
And so many people around. People are on almost every campsite around the loop.
Or so it seems.
This little boy hears 'No touch!'' and 'Come back! Thats not our tent.' and 'Don't touch that wood-it's not ours.'
Too many rules for a boy in the woods. Too many rules for a girl in the woods-but she is content to sit down and color. He wants to run. He wants to touch. He wants to taste. He wants to breathe.
The dirt, the rocks, the sticks, the flowers, the pine trees, the squirrels, the mud, the lake water, the clouds.
Instead of the correcting and the time outs and the frustration-we walked.
Around the circle and to a new part of the park. We stumbled along. Me still frustrated by his restless tired hungry boy-ness. Him by the rules. (No splashing in puddles with those shoes on. Don't poke momma with sticks).
On the back side of a secluded loop I looked up and saw a deer.
We see deer all the time. People all over see deer all the time. They are nothing new. Nothing like a moose which was what I REALLY wanted to see in this area. But she was 20 ft from us. Standing still. She saw us (heard more likely) before we saw her. But when we did, we put the stick down, we talked in hushed tones (he is very good at that), and moved slowly through the woods to see if we could get a better look.
We stared at each other quiet for a few minutes. She moved closer, then farther away. We crept closer. We kept quiet.
And then she was gone.
And so was the frustration. And the restlessness.
We were calmed by this creature who is seemingly so ordinary-but still so different from us.
When we left that campsite two nights, 4 bison, a herd of elk, a 2 mile hike to a geyser, and a lot of campfire time with family that are more like friends later we were full. Satisfied. Peaceful. Full of beauty and wonder.
I am amazed every time at how the simple things fill me up.
An ordinary deer still produces wonder. Early mornings snuggles with my boy set the tone for the day. Late night chats by the fire. Good wine, of course. Being outside. Being open to being amazed.
I want more simple.