tranquility of remote
I took my daughter camping in the flying boat a few weeks ago. We flew to a remote lake, a half hour flight from home. In the middle of the night, I thought I had gone deaf, as I realized that I had not heard a thing for what seemed like hours. Then I heard a pine cone drop from a high branch some distance away, and it bounced off many branches on the way to the ground. Then I fell back asleep knowing that that is how thing should be
