Turning Blue into Indigo and Finding Happiness in Simple Pleasures

Going Camping

I started this blog to help me in my quest for happiness. I have written about the bad things that happened in my life. Quitting the job which made me miserable is one example. So maybe it’s time to write about something positive now that I actually feel better. I came to learn that stressing about the things we cannot control is suffering in vain. I guess this conclusion comes with life experience, openness to learning, and improving yourself. 

Lately, I try to spend more time outside. I came to realize that the stale air in my room presents a problem for my general mood. It takes a lot of time to drift or clean the air from my room (which is why I’ve made the step towards an air purifier). Nevertheless, going outside is definitely beneficial for my spirit, so I spend time outside as much as I can. I like the woods and the wilderness. Walking through rivers, swimming in the lakes. I love setting a campfire with my husband and spending the nights under an open sky. There’s something divine in eating berries, catching fish, and eating in nature. Not to mention observing wildlife. I am fascinated by their survival instincts, the way animals move through the forest, the way they feast. It might sound a bit primal, but in today’s society, enjoying some free time in nature has become a luxury.

The reason why I’m writing this blog post is to share one magical weekend. Namely, my husband has a colleague with whom he has worked together for the last 7 years. He and his wife also like camping, so we decided to spend the weekend together. Tim is a middle-aged man, with long hair, a beard, and a young spirit. He has a lovely wife, Jessica, who, believe it or not, is a mycologist. If you are asking yourself what a mycologist is, then let me explain. Mycology is a branch of biology concerned with the study of fungi, including their genetic and biochemical properties, their taxonomy, and their use to humans. In short, she is a mushroom expert. So you’ve guessed it, we ate some tasty mushrooms. It was a lovely weekend forecast, with nice and sunny spring days ahead of us. We packed, hooped into the car, and off we went to the forest. Tim and Jessica were already waiting for us on the base of the hill. We took our bags and equipment and went for a 2-hour slow walk to the place where we set our camp. While my husband and his colleague were setting the camp next to the small water stream, Jessica and I went on a mushroom hunt. She knows this place like the back of her hand since she did some of her academic research in this forest. After an hour on our quest, we managed to collect several big and small mushrooms. The ones I really liked are called Boletus. I do not remember the names of the other mushrooms, because I don’t want half-knowledge to stay in my head. Anyways, when we got back, my husband and Tim had already set the camp and made a small barbecue where we cooked the mushrooms. All in all, it was a tasty and wonderful weekend. I can’t wait to do it again!