I always say that if I could stay inside my house always, I’d be totally content. Which isn’t true, of course. In an attempt to protect Baby Hulk from the outbreak of flus, cold and germs in general I’ve been home most of the time, but let me tell you, there wasnt a happier person in the world than me last week when I HAD to go to the school to talk with El Cangri’s teacher.
For weeks Jeff has been urging me to go up to the canyon with him and the kids. “It’s so beautiful out there,” he’d say every time he came back from a ride on his RZR (four wheeler kind of thingie).
I always had an excuse. Until this weekend. The weather was perfect. I was tired of the endless list of chores. And it was my dad’s birthday. So we went up American Fork Canyon. The colors are unbelievable. So many shades of green, red and yellow. The clean, fresh air and the smell of pine. The sound of a babbling brook. Nature.
While on the ride, I had this great idea for a children’s story pop into my head. I came back refreshed, energized, happy. Who would have thought that a quick ride in the mountains could do so much for me?
I loved it. Loved the lack of Internet, of phones, of the washer machine’s beckoning me to get ahead of the laundry elves and do one more load of laundry.
What are your favorite ways to disconnect of the world? What are your favorite spots to recharge?
PS: I’m typing this post on my phone. It’s the first time I’m blogging on the phone and I’m anxious to see how it turned out. :-).