Sometimes

It's no secret that I have bad days on the trail. I often joke that this is why I usually hike solo: I'm too busy grumbling to make good company on the trail. But sometimes, it takes the smallest thing--like these bright wildflowers--to transform my thinking. And I sure am thankful for that.

It’s no secret that I have bad days on the trail. I often joke that this is why I usually hike solo: I’m too busy grumbling to make good company on the trail. But sometimes, it takes the smallest thing–like these bright wildflowers–to transform my thinking. And I sure am thankful for that.

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