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Dunes

I'm a greenery kind of girl. Hiking in the forest or running around in the green grass is what gives me energy. You know that scene in the 2005 Pride & Prejudice when Elizabeth Bennett has that amazing moment (accompanied by amazing music) on top of that craggy English hillside? That's how exploring outdoor green landscapes in the wild makes me feel.

There's one exception to this, though, and I only realized it the other day: sand dunes, preferably endless expanses of them. We've been to the Empty Quarter twice, but this time we stayed close to home and drove out to the huge swath of dunes near Al-Biyatha. On Saturday, we explored the area doing reconnaissance for a good campsite, and last night we camped there with 28 (by my count) of our closest friends (32 total people including our family).

The effect was more pronounced on Saturday, but even yesterday and today there was something so liberating about running around in huge sand dunes. I felt like a kid again. What's more, I felt energy in the natural world, with hardly a green tree or blade of grass in sight. I've missed that feeling since we moved here. What is it about a huge (HUGE) pile of sand that makes me so giddy?



January 25th, outsourced

Downton Abbey (20 January episode)