Returning to these two cabins is like returning home after a long journey. The smoky fireplace smell, the sand tracked across the floor, the cold nights needing one more blanket, the games of Settlers in one cabin and the dance parties in the other, the coats hanging in the way of the futon, the freezer stocked with caramel bars, the cramped spaces, and the wonderful people filling every room, I love it all. The good and the bad. Although, to be fair, there isn't much that's bad about this place. The cabin life is the good life.
That last picture though...<3x125
ReplyDeleteI miss camp so much. :(
ReplyDeleteWait till winter when the boots and the snow pants and the mittens and the scarves join the coats in hanging in the way of the futon! Won't it be great?!
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