This is sometimes a very fine line and personal journey and sharing it means I open doors to my readers that can’t be shut once opened.
I slip out of bed as I watch the sun peek up over the ridge of the lake and the light starts to flood the lake with early morning light.
Drone images from North Holland bulb fields.
I enjoy the quiet of the near empty campgrounds.
That made my heartrate jump to an almost uncharted rate…
I was excited when I saw these little snowdrop wonders peeking out of the ground.
This adventure down the Moose Horn River was adding up to a bit more than I expected.