Just when I started to feel a twinge of restlessness because it’s been entirely too long since my last adventure, Mother Nature decided to put my Netflix watching to a halt by gracing us with an unseasonably warm Saturday afternoon.
Ah, Global Warming! Turns out you are good for something after all.
Feel free to fact-check me, but I’m pretty sure that it’s impossible to feel sad when you are able to walk outside without a winter coat in January. In fact, there are few experiences more utterly blissful than waking up, checking the weather and thinking to myself, Ferris Bueller-style: “How can I possibly be expected to handle school on a day like this?”
So instead of cooping myself up in the library, I grabbed some friends and headed to Strouds Run State Park for an afternoon of stomping in the mud, swinging from vines and pausing every fifteen steps to take a picture. Or, as others prefer to call it, hiking.
There’s no doubt about it: 65 degree January days really are the happiest– and the most photogenic– days of the entire year.
All photos were taken with a Nikon D5300 (that unfortunately is not my own).