Hurd On The Hill
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
Up until I was 20 years old, the only thing that came to my mind when I thought of nature was a painful jellyfish sting I received as a kid during my family’s only summer vacation. It was our first time heading to the beach. Needless to say, I stayed away from the ocean for some time after that experience. It wasn’t until I was 20 years old—when I went white-water rafting in Colorado—that my appreciation for nature changed.