I wish you could have seen me, sitting cross-legged on top of the picnic table, stirring spaghetti over a miniature camp stove. I was bundled up in a more layers than I could count and must have looked ridiculous, but I didn’t care. (Besides, the layers were necessary. It was cold!) I was too busy drinking my wine, humming along to whatever sufficiently-hippy tune was playing, and making sure the spaghetti didn’t stick to the bottom of the pan. It was a typical Friday night in Joshua Tree – dark, frigid, and unbelievably windy – but the stars were out and it was still a gorgeous night. I couldn't wipe the smile off my my face; I was in heaven. It’s amazing how little it takes to make me happy. Give me a little wilderness, a roaring fire, some good food, and even better company, and I’m content. It’s just nice to get away from it all, to forget about the modern world and all of our normal obligations for a spell. That’s what this weekend was all about. We needed to take some time to get away and relax. So, we packed our gear and headed to Joshua Tree National Park for the weekend. And, even though the weather conditions weren’t ideal, we still had a good time; being there gave us the opportunity to just be. And just being in such a breathtaking-ly gorgeous location always feels like such a privilege, like something we don't deserve. It was exactly what we needed. It was a great weekend.
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