I found God in myself/ And I loved her/ I loved her fiercely. --Ntozake Shange

Photographer, unknown-- random google image search find while googling; "Oregon night sky"

My boyfriend came and collected me from the forest this morning.

Sunday, after I got off work, I decided I needed to go camping, so on our way home from my work we stopped by Skye and Keith's house and I asked them if they just wanted go.

Brad stayed behind-- dying in the city of Eugene of allergies, as the mating of plants here in the Willamette Valley ruins his life, but he was still instrumental in the success of this random trip. We took Juliet while Skye and Keith finished laundry for their mom (she's a University of Oregon student), and grocery shopped for her and our camping trip. Brad and I, did some light shopping for snacks, packed the few things I would need, and then Bradford loaded the car, and drove me and the baby up to Fall Creek, and I spent some time in the deep green heart of Oregon with two of my close friends and their perfect angel-baby.

We ended up at Broken Bowl Campground, and it was beautiful.

For two nights in a row, I got to lay on my back on the forest floor looking up at the old-growth and stars, with a tiny water fall within sight, as I fell asleep. It was comforting. It was summer. It was home.

We ate good, simple foods, and tons of junk food too-- I mean, according to Theya (my friend, and my friend's older sister) all camping is is eating in the woods.

We swam, and drank, and smiled, laughed, took walks in the woods, scaled river rocks, hula hooped, danced, sang, took some LED stills, got some hooping video footage, Keith caught (1) Crayfish, and Skye cooked delicious things on an open fire.

Today's shower, back home, was glorious, and my sweet-man has us locked up in our bedroom for the day-- he had a harder time sleeping in my absence. Not to mention he was hot, bored, and missed me terribly. So, we ordered a little food (we had a coupon, huzzah!), darkened the windows, hooked the AC up in our little room, brought the TV in, and I've been listening to him catch up on sleep. Every once in a while he reaches out and I'll grab his hand and he smiles, says 'I love you,' and quickly goes back to snoring.

I went from two extreme opposites. From the beautiful outdoors that resonate with my soul, to being locked up in my apartment, grossly in love...with my air conditioner. (And, my boyfriend).  <3