Wednesday, April 10, 2013
geeking over fuzzy green
I must say though, that a perk of camping when it's still chilly is that there aren't very many other people. This is good for obvious reasons but also because the scant little brambles that divide the sites and act as little privacy walls are barren and there are fewer people peering in. Camping always makes me feel like I'm living on display. It also makes me feel like I am living in my most primitive, disgusting, un-groomed state. I count on those little bramble barriers as a way to hide while wallowing in my grunge. It makes me feel vulnerable when they are not there. I LIKE those bramble walls. Not that anyone is even peering in. This is all in my head. Who cares how gross other people are when they camp - aren't we all in the same state?
Because the trees were still devoid of leave I became a bit fixated on the green that was there: the mosses. And there was so much of it! Beautiful and thick, looking like a pillow on the rocks. There were also some pretty snazzy lichens and such.
Please join me in geeking out over this photo dump :D