Today was one of those days that reminds you why we fight to protect what matters. On this bright May 1st morning, I had the privilege of heading out into the backwoods on a tour with a man known as The Wildlife Artist, both of us fueled by the same mission — to witness and preserve the beauty of what still remains.
We set out on the SxS, bouncing along rugged trails carved through old forest. The sun filtered through the bare branches, the spring warmth just starting to wake up the land. Nature felt quiet, but not asleep — more like it was holding its breath, waiting to bloom.
As we explored, we spoke about how today, more than ever, the world needs its wild places. Not just for the animals, but for us — for our souls, for our sanity. Nature isn’t a luxury. It’s a lifeline. We’re guests here, and far too often we forget that. But days like this one bring it all back.
Further down the trail, we reached a hidden gem: a waterfall in an undisclosed location, a place most have never seen and may never know exists. Surrounded by towering trees and untouched rock, it spilled down with a roaring grace that silenced everything around it. No crowds, no paths — just pure, wild energy. We sat for a while, listening to the water and letting the moment soak in. These places are disappearing. But they still live, hidden, breathing — waiting for those who respect them.
There’s something about being out here that puts life into perspective. You realize how small we are, how temporary. And yet, we carry a responsibility as big as the sky. To witness. To protect. To remember.
Today was a gift. One I’ll carry with me — in memory, in photographs, and in purpose.
Until next time,
Keith Dennis Brewer
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