Tuesday, December 9
Joy....getting gas station food for lunch, climbing 1500 feet VERTICALLY (no switch backs) to observe elk, wearing a multitude of layers causing great mental issues as well as physical, climbing, tripping, sliding on a mountain of rocks covered by snow... Is that ringing the bell of joy?
Panting. Sweating. On the verge of tears realizing this just isn't my "thing"... something I realize every time I am climbing, tripping, sliding on a mountain side....but continually find myself doing over and over again. (Why?) No "joy to the world" tune being sung at this point.
Siting next to my husband on a snow covered mountain as the sun begins to set. Watching carefree elk calves frolic while listening to the girly elk mewing (a uniquely beautiful sound made by the ladies)....Natural behavioral observation. So Cool... and yes, that is "JOY"