I'm 18, I live in south florida, but I belong in the mountains. Click "stuff by me" to see my pics from hiking the Smokies!
My latest cover is Another Story by the Head and the Heart
“Do you know what I need? To escape into the mountains, surrounded by tall trees, I will lay on the moss, and breath in the scent of mushrooms, flowers and wet soil.”
Les Discrets - L’ Échappée (via blood-countess)
Just finished A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson, and it was beautiful.
I want to get into the woods, onto the mountains, so bad it hurts. Word is I’ll be spending a little time in Indiana this Summer, maybe I can beg to escape to some forest somewhere for a couple days while I’m there.
but what I really need is to graduate college and my make move out of this state meant for someone, maybe, but not for me, and get to Virginia. take a walk in the woods every day if I want. make a couple hour drive to the Blue Ridge Mountains every weekend if I want. escape for a whole week or two if I get that much consecutive free time. that’s what I want.
and after reading this book, I seriously want to help our nation’s wilderness as much as I can. there’s a staggering amount of depressing environmental statistics and stories of logging by those in charge of saving, tree diseases going untreated, entire species fading into fabled sightings. you bet your ass I’ll be donating now, volunteering later, even if I only save one forsaken Hemlock.
I don’t just blog about mountains and woods and snow and sunsets and rivers because I threw a dart at a hipster board and it landed on “nature hipster”. my blog is one of many things I do to try and sate my voracious appetite for the outdoors that I can’t appease anywhere around here for hundreds of miles. my blog is an outlet. my blog is a wishlist. my blog is a promise.