In the spirit of this pretty little picture and quote I want to talk about my recent trip up to Hanging Rock. The plan was to go camping for a couple of days and unplug, but that didn’t pan out, so we just went hiking instead. My husband and I invited my parents (who we were staying with) to come along and they said yes.
We decided to do the water fall trails because they were a little easier and my step father is still recovering from knee surgery.
The trail was nice and I enjoyed being out in the woods. We reached one of the over hangings and I went up to the edge and sat down on the edge. I was more than content to just sit there a few moments and relish the coolness of the stone benieth me, coupled with the warmth of the sun and the scent of wet earth. But my folks wanted to take a couple of pictures and move on. Oh well, to each their own I suppose. When we reached the bottom where the water fall was I handed my stuff off to my hubby and climbed down to it. My mom wanted to know what I was doing and I told her that standing under a waterfall was on my bucket list. Now, mind you, I pictured it in some tropical location but hey, I’ll take what I can get. My hubby soon joined me and together we stood under the chilly water.
The point of the story is this: Live in the moment. Take time to make memories and get the pictures on the way out.
Until next time my friends