A walk in the woods

Two years ago, Ashlee and I took a trip to Brussels, Belgium. Our days there changed my life! People still make fun of me for how much I talked about it when I got back. Every word out of my mouth was, "In Belgium..." Anyway, the entire trip was such an interesting chain of events. Everything that occured was amazing, and weird. It started by meeting a lady in the Newark airport who invited us to stay at her home with her family in Waterloo, and then meeting the Thain's at church on Sunday. The Thain's invited us to dinner that night, and we went and we ate, and we talked, and we laughed and laughed. Later we went on a walk with them through the King's woods back behind the palace which now houses the Royal Museum for Central Africa. We just took a walk through these woods, and I can't even express how special it was. It was my favorite part of our entire trip. It was real twilighty outside so everything had this purpley pink haze on it, and I had never seen trees like this. I don't know if they were actually different, but there was something about the light, and the walk, and the temperature, that just made the whole thing really magical.

There is something about being in nature, a walk in the woods, or being in a meadow at dusk, star gazing, or wherever it is that you find peace that can take any day, even the best of days, and really elevate it. The walk in the woods that night made a great day, a Red Letter Day.