Woods And Waters
Every time I get a chance to savor the woods and waters of rural South Carolina I find myself occupied by a few thoughts …
First, it always overwhelms me how fearfully and wonderfully this planet has been made. Whatever your conception of God is (or isn’t), something made this place (and you). Anyone who views creation as some sort of random accident fumbling toward pointlessness just isn’t thinking hard enough – or is trying too hard to think they’re . Give it some time, you’ll get it … or it’ll get you (and you’ll start fertilizing it). Either way.
Second, I’m always tempted to go “off the grid” whenever I’m in nature – you know, start a fire, chop some wood, plant some crops, raise some chickens. Live off the land, in other words. And not come back. In fact every time I go into the woods, that temptation becomes even more appealing to me – usually because ‘Merica (God bless ‘er) has moved the needle a little further in the direction of dystopian totalitarianism.
Or maybe that’s just the lyrics of “Honeysuckle Blue” I’m still hearing … (and how on earth would I charge my iPod off the grid?)
Third, whenever I go to the woods I’m always struck by just how beautiful South Carolina is. Sure, my website spends a lot of time running this state down – and there is no shortage of compelling, deserving reasons to do so – but it can be positively gorgeous when it wants to be. Which is why it’s so damn depressing that our leaders can’t seem to figure out how to move it forward – or more accurately that they refuse to move it forward (because they’ve got vested interests in continuing to hold it back).
Anyway … this weekend I went to Fairfield County, S.C. with my little man’s Cub Scout crew (the first of several camping trips we’re taking this fall). The weather was perfect, our hosts were incredibly gracious and the kids -as they always do – had an absolute blast hanging out with each other.
It was such a mild night I actually left the top off of the tent – and when the clouds finally lifted I got to watch Orion drift across the night sky … searching until dawn for his elusive prey.
There were a few Coyotes howling in the distance – and a couple Timber Rattlers had been spotted in the tall grass earlier (which meant you had to keep your head on a swivel during those late night restroom breaks) but other than that literally every worry escaped my brain.
It was awesome … beautiful. Peaceful.
Take a look …
Obviously South Carolina has as many problems as there were stars in the night sky I slept under – or leaves in the forest I traversed – but it’s hard not to be instilled with a modicum of hope after being exposed firsthand to its inestimable natural beauty.
Now if only we had more leaders who cared about capitalizing on that potential for the benefit of all South Carolinians … as opposed to merely enriching themselves.