A Friendly Blog by Ryan Hamilton

Nature Calls

Took a little trip this evening to get back to nature. Utah is one of those places that you can go from the city to a crowded picnic area in no time.

I really wanted to get some nature up in my grill, so I took some wood purchased from a convenience store and some kindling that I found in my mailbox earlier in the day and built a small fire to melt marshmallows over. I learned a lot about myself from that experience. For one thing, I know I don't like marshmallows, but fortunately, I also brought hotdogs, which happen to be the meat equivalent to marshmallows. I understand this now. Nature taught me. I think it was the gentle rolling stream whispering to me, "Take your processed foods elsewhere."

I was ashamed somewhat, so I sat down on a plastic table to contemplate the glory of what the land was trying to speak to me. Then, I saw a white domestic house cat run out of the woods across the pavement toward a drinking fountain, and I thought, "what exactly am I to learn from this?" I still don't have the answer, but I do know this much--I will be returning to nature soon, but next time, I am going to bring a tent and a television and stay a while. Who knows what I might learn then.