I'm going to challenge myself to write a post a day on things I am thankful for. Seeing as this is the month containing Thanksgiving, I thought this would be an interesting exercise.
First up: water.
I don't think I fully appreciated water until I started hiking. When you have to carry your water because you can't drink directly from the streams you come across (however nobly beastly a notion that is); when grit starts to accumulate on your skin and you catch unexpected whiffs of your own rich aroma; when you have to trudge through a daylong downpour--you start to appreciate water.
It's not always neatly confined to a faucet that you can turn on when you need it. It's not always safely contained in plastic containers on the shelves of your grocery store. You can't always duck indoors when the clouds unleash their fury. Water is a force to be reckoned with.
And yet it's so beautiful...even when I'm low on treated water while hiking and feeling like the ancient mariner from Coleridge's poem whenever I pass a burbling stream: "Water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink.."