“The hill pines were sighing,
O'ercast and chill was the day;
A mist in the valley lying
Blotted the pleasant May.” ~ Robert Bridges

Often one of the first camping trips I take each year when the snow has melted is to my favorite spot on the Mogollon Rim. On many early May trips here, I find myself in what seems like a perpetual fog, both with mental clarity and life-focus, as well as the cloudy storms that roll past my vision like a new canvas to create from...By the time I leave I am always clear, focused, and have created a new vision for myself to move forward with.