Home.

There is a special spot on this planet from where I began. That is the best way to describe how I feel about returning. It has been too long since I last breathed of this space, where breathing was first born. I believe this spot is different for everyone. For myself, it is a wood heavily populated with evergreens, moss and lichens. The ground is always damp and quiet, the shade always cool and scent always a soul-stretching renewal. The best vehicle for recharging my batteries is without hesitation a horse, though a good pair of hiking shoes are sometimes a tight second choice.

I was lucky enough to share this precious experience with my favourite person on the planet this past weekend. I went camping with my hubby at a nearby lake. We took our two horses and rediscovered old trails. Well, I did - the hubby hadn't been before. Needless to say, I've sold him on the locale. We did everything from sand dune climbing, sand pit exploring, deep water crossing and deep woods riding. I used to do this every year and while I knew then how precious it was, I'd forgotten just how much I need to stay connected with nature. It soothes all of my hurts and shores up my reserves like nothing I've ever encountered.

Our one escape this year lasted from Friday afternoon to Sunday afternoon and I will be riding on the high until we can do it again.