Nature

Inceptions: Campfires, Scouter Bob, & The Art Of Storytelling

The flames flicker as I gaze into the embers of my memories and imagination...

Stepping out of the lights and noise of the others still in the cabin, I took a deep breath of the clean crisp Kananaskis air while looking upwards at the clear starry night sky above me. It was beautiful and I felt an overwhelming sense of freeness just being there, as though the world had become so much bigger. This was home away from home for me and time was never ending.

Not to far off was the glow of the rising campfire...