Elizabeth and I have been hiking every chance we get, and since we're still pretty new to the area, we tend to choose different parks or different trails almost every time. Today we were fortunate to have selected a rather magnificent little stretch, and had a fantastic hike. Along the way, I came to a realization that's been months in the making. While I tend to get most excited about grand scenic views and big-picture atmosphere of nature, Elizabeth is much more likely to enjoy the little detailed bits of creation. I like getting to the top of a hill and looking out over the mountains and valleys and rivers and lakes. I like trying to see how deep into the woods my eyes can look. She gets a thrill when she spots colorful wildflowers, or when even the smallest of butterflies comes to rest alongside our path. She pauses frequently to admire the budding pinecones on the trees, or to point out the goofy looking insect that she almost stepped on. Hiking with Elizabeth is rather refreshing. I think we both add a little something to the other's experience, and in turn, we each get a slightly fuller picture of our omnipotent creator.
(note: the late post is the result of me not being able to sleep, and my blog winning the debate between writing and reading yesterday's TIME magazine)
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