I love the magic of a campfire.
There’s something infinitely special about disconnecting from a cluttered modern life and into the flickering flames of a fire. The warmth, the crackle of the logs, the hypnotic flames never fails to feed my soul. As ancient as the ritual is, cooking over glowing coals and gazing at flames must surely be one of the simplest, yet significant, things in life.
I’ve sat around hundreds of campfires, all around Australia, under a cathedral of starry skies, poked marshmallows onto sticks and cooked meals over coals, played my guitar and sat with family and friends. Talking and laughing, often just lost in our own thoughts.
That’s the beauty of being round a campfire. The warmth and companionship that it evokes is a central focus of being outside on our camping trips and I love it.
I also miss it. I’m feeling an insatiable urge to be outside these days, to be surrounded by nature and the warmth of a fire. But sometimes other things have to take priority so, for now, memories of past camp trips will suffice. Like this one at Arkaroola.
Few joys in life beat sitting round a campfire on a chilly starry night. Staring into the flaming tendrils, steaks on the grill and coffee waiting to warm us afterwards.
And in the light of a new day a hearty breakfast cooked over the coals.
This week the photo theme at Dutch goes the Photo was Light and Frank challenged us to look at different aspects. For me, sitting around a campfire, whether it’s in the middle of the afternoon or an evening sunset, showcases Mother Nature’s diverse canvas at her best.
Tempered by moonlight lakeside or backed by a flaming sunset sky the light changes as daylight is kissed goodbye. When the sun goes down and the only light comes from the campfire I feel calm and at peace with the universe.
Food for all of the senses comes from a twinkling of stars above, leaping flames and twirling smoke feeding the imagination and fueling the magic.
Last weekend our lovely neighbors lit a backyard bonfire so, close to home, we enjoyed an unexpected dose of campfire magic. We savored food and wine and shared memories of loved ones. We enjoyed some laughs and I recaptured that feeling of peace.
Even Lamborghini was part of our night, relishing hugs near the fire.
I love the way her adorable white face shows up even in the black night. She’s our little light of joy and fun in the midst of my sometimes dark world.
May we always keep the flame of love alive.
May we never let darkness overwhelm us but always find light and hope in our days.
Wishing you all peace, lightness of mood and a warm heart as we continue the journey.
In response to Dutch goes the Photo Tuesday Photo Challenge: Light