These days, I’m happy just sitting under a tree, walking down a forest path, kicking up dirt on a country road, lying by the shore of a lazy lake, wading a creek bed, sleeping under the stars, making love to the music of night owls and crickets, waking to bird songs, and getting high on the smell of cedar, honeysuckle, and earth after a summer rain.

I have come a long way to find myself in the simple pleasures of life.