Sparks from the Campfire
There is a unique kind of clarity that comes when the day winds down, much like the quiet, steady glow of embers after a long journey. “Sparks from the Campfire” is a space dedicated to capturing those fleeting moments of reflection, gratitude, and curiosity that so often slip away in the rush of our travels. Whether it is a simple observation from the trail or a deeper musing on the changing seasons of life, I invite you to pause, pull up a seat, and join me in finding a little extra meaning along the way.
Life is a mirror and will reflect back to the thinker what he thinks into it.” — Ernest Holmes
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Gracie’s visit to Coachmen
Today, Dave and I got a tour of the assembly plant where Gracie (our RV) was assembled 6 years ago. We got to see the bare chassis trucks and all the stations in between that it takes: base flooring, plumbing, wiring, room boxes, sides, backs, roof, and slides. Dave has been into most of Gracie’s…
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Cannonball 2
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Spirit Leads the Way
Once again, Dave and I are happily traveling in Gracie (our RV). We have a general intention of going to Acadia National Park (NP) in Maine and to visit as many other NPs as we can along the way. We like to pay conscious attention to what sparks our interest and catches our curiosity as…
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Peace, Beauty, and Joy
This evening, we pulled into Boulder Campground on Carlyle Lake, IL. It’s a wonderful spot created by the Corp of Engineers to help with flooding downstream. We in this country are so blessed to have places like this open and available to all. Feeling grateful, soaking in the peace and quite, and enjoying sighting various…
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Foundational Perspectives
This morning we awoke to still clear weather…only I did not see it that way at first. My mind kept trying to tell me we were encased in fog. We changed campsites yesterday. I kept imagining that I should be seeing the red truck of the campers next to us. All I thought I saw was…
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Early Morning Visitor
This morning, we had an unusual visitor at our side door, a Muscovy duck. Not only was she there, but she was begging for food, obviously something she had done before. Yes, Dave tossed her some bread. She got me thinking about whether I am willing to claim my good so boldly. I know the…
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Blessings on the Road
Before we said farewell to Georgetown, we sighted a Painted Bunting and a flock of Cedar Waxwings on the Booty River Trail. We also met Emilio, a falconer at the campground who works with his pair of Harris hawks and 4 Dachshunds. That was very cool to be up close and personal with Neo (the…