True Nature
The heavy scent of pine perfumes the air. It is dusk, and after two hours of heavy hiking we have finally reached our campsite for the evening. Setting my gear down, I relax and survey the surroundings. Hidden in a mountain crevasse, our campsite is boarded by pine trees. Most of the trees here are blue spruce, but aspens intermix in clusters of twinkling yellow-green color. Wandering around the area I take stock of the flora and hidden fauna of Nature.
By now the light from the sun is painting a picture-perfect sunset across the sky. I take a deep breath of clean, untainted air and continue my sweep. Everyone else begins to bark commands at one another and starts assembling the tents. I am instructed to look for firewood and reluctantly set out gathering small twigs and branches to serve as kindling.
