After attending the writers conference, I had the opportunity to stay at my Aunt’s home on a farm (more like a co-op community – it’s awesome). I knew she would be heading to Florida for the winter soon, so I asked her if I could enjoy her space for the day on Sunday, taking time to process and reflect on everything I’d learned at the conference. She’s written two books herself so I know she would have an understanding for the need of quiet space for these things. She is so generous with this space. Anyway, I spent a full 24 hours alone here. No Internet, no TV. It was glorious. I never used to crave time alone. I think with all the noise of life, I have absolutely craved silence on a regular basis. I also crave time to just go walking with my camera … especially this fall during the one week period when the color is at it’s peak. God blessed me this weekend, the Midwest is at it’s peak at this very moment and I was able to capture a few things on my 1.5 hr walk … alone … in the wooded and prairie area that surrounds my Aunt’s quiet nook. Walking around in nature, trying to capture it’s essence, seriously breaths life into my soul. I need to do it more often, it refreshes me, it grounds me, I feel like I’m in God’s presence when I’m alone and in the middle of what HE created. Maybe it’s because I’m a creator too … on a very small scale … we kind-of have something in common. Me and God. Watching my heart sing at His handiwork … I have to believe He smiles with me. Beside me.