The first few hours after emerging from the tent are the most soul filling and inspiring aspects of time spent camping. It lends itself perfectly to introspection and as the light is so beautifully soft and enticing, I remember what the world looks like without walls and solid shadows. The rays of morning flicker and scatter through the proud trees in a dance of light on the eyes. Then that first breath outside plumes into mist and the gorgeous morning light sparkles through the particles in the air.
It’s in the quietest of moments we hear the most. My silence is found in the wilderness.