Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Camping

The nectar filled night is fragrantly resting on the calm waters of the lake stretching beyond the horizon under the gaze of the twinkling stars perched in the canopy of the heavens. On every side, the ferocious beauty of the wilderness now sleeps under the night's thick cloak.

Across the lake, a fire burns low and huddled within the light are a group of humans. In the age of modernity, with its comforts and conveniences the primal call of man has called him to his earthen roots. An escape to a simpler time, where the woods and the spirit of the land sang in harmony with the tune of man's elemental life.

This group of urban adventurers now sit within the fire's glow their bright faces gleaming in the flickering light of the flames. Behind them, canoes lie inverted and lashed over the slabs of rock that protrude from their watery posts like fallen sentinels.