This is Digby Pancake. To be in a new campground is fun! It’s exciting to get there! Especially here. Yeah. It was a tough ride up a steep mountain to get here.
Climbing has never been my strong point. My legs aren’t as long as Brickle’s. And my confidence isn’t as big as Brickle’s. But I heard the persons say that the reason we had to drive so high was that there was a beautiful waterfall up here. And they sure were right.
It was a very big waterfall. I knew the first time that I saw it. Even though we haven’t got to hike to the bottom of the waterfall yet, we got to stand on the top and look down on it. It was so, so big. It was so, so beautiful.
But when we walked back to our campsite, I saw something else that was a beautiful. A little patch of grass! Yes. I love grass. I love the smell of it and the way it feels to lay in.
No. It was’nt a big patch of grass. But just enough for me to lay on and be comfy by the Big Blue Treat Wagon RV.
Girl Person smiled big when she saw how happy I was about that patch of grass. She said she was happy that we liked the campsite. This Georgia place is growing on me!
And that she was happy we liked the waterfall. But I had a secret. I loved the grass just as much as the waterfall.
Some would say that a waterfall deserved more adoration than a blade of grass. But why?
Have you ever thought about that blade of grass underneath your feet?
We don’t have to compare things in nature. We don’t have to compare people.
We don’t have to compare ourselves to other people.
Because we all have a place in the painting which makes it a work of art.
Our world is different colors, shades, sizes and ages.
I appreciate the waterfall. But that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate my patch of grass. We can have love for all things.
There’s enough to go around.
Welcome to Amicalola Falls State Park in Dawsonville, Georgia!