These images were at the entrance of the art exhibit, Seeing Nature, at the Minneapolis Institute of Art pictures I have shown you for the past several days. I loved the simple question; how would you answer it?
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When I saw mountains in Austria and later on the Rocky Mountains. Living in a flat country, I have always been fascinated by mountains.
ReplyDeleteHard to choose. Will always remember the feeling of waking up on a camping trip by the lake. My Dad insisted we go camping a lot much to the chagrin of my older sisters. I also have very fond memories of gazing at the landscape of Tuscany.....thinking it looked like a painting. Janey
ReplyDeletethe first one that pops into mind is camping trips we used to go on as a kid to the laguna mountains...now i had to go look it up and found this article about the place we used to always camp there and hiked to the falls all the time while camping...we'd shower under them! http://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/2001/mar/08/see-kitchen-creek-falls-laguna-mountains-its-seaso/#
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this! Over the years, I've spent so much time enjoying nature, I'm not sure I could narrow it down to just one memory. So, I would say from childhood, I have a wonderful memory walking through a field and around a pond filled with tadpoles, as I made my way to a tree and climbed up it (by myself) to inspect the treehouse the neighborhood boys had built -- so much fun and a great view of the surrounding trees. As an adult, one of my favorite memories in nature was hiking to the top of Grandfather Mountain near Blowing Rock, North Carolina in the fall with the leaves changing color in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Spectacular!
ReplyDeleteWalking to school in the chill of the fall morning in fallen leaves that are so deep that my shoes disappear.
ReplyDeleteSitting on the edge of a cliff in Algonquin Park, enjoying the view of a lake below and the landscape and beyond- and seeing the movement out of the corner of my eye, and spotting a wolf trot up to the edge around twenty or thirty feet away. That moment of eye contact, and knowing we were both taking in the view together, is a good memory.
ReplyDeleteCarlyle Lake in southeastern Saskatchewan. We used to vacation there from barren North Dakota when I was a kid.
ReplyDeleteAs a youngster, fishing with my dad for walleye pike on a Minnesota lake!
ReplyDeleteHi Kate, my favorite moment in nature was on a trip to the Grand Tetons a few years ago. We were at Jackson Lake Lodge and I got up before dawn to sit outside our room. I watched the light come in ever so softly, it was misty and all of a sudden in the distance I heard wolves howling. It was a magical moment, they went on for several minutes. I could not believe that I was there watching those glorious mountains and hearing the wolves. I will carry that moment for the rest of my life.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for visiting my blog. I have enjoyed mine here very much, love your posts. I will be reading a lot of them before I go to sleep.
When we lived in the middle of Africa, it was always a favourite moment when those first raindrops fell on parched earth, the smell was magic 😊 Funnily enough it's exactly the same here in Perth, after a long hot summer.
ReplyDeleteThere are too many to pick out a favorite and there are as many natural places I've loved as there are special moments. I feel most alive outdoors.
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