In fact, we made a bit of a tradition out of the moment when we’d pull off the highway and switch our phones to airplane mode. It was an intentional act to leave the world behind for a bit. Among the endless tasks of sourcing firewood and cooking and cleaning and shooting the BB gun at empty cans, one of our favorite activities wasn’t more complicated than simply sitting there and looking around. Doing so had made me hyperaware of the impact of a few lumens of light or an arrangement of blankets. It sounds a bit obsessive, but there was joy to the act.
