Twenty some years ago we bought a piece of property which was then 45 minutes from our back door to the cabin's back door. An hour was my limit for traveling with three children and two dogs in the car. The cabin was an A-frame that a judge from Chicago built for his hunting trips up to Wisconsin. He built the cabin on the edge of a hill, facing West.
He had it for a number of years and then it had been rented out and when we bought it, no one had been living it in for a time. We were never impressed with the house as much as the view and the land.
Since I name things this property got named as well, Bluebird Ridge.
We haven't been spending as much, if any time out there lately. So much to do with our present home. But, when it calls to me and it does I drive on out to visit. I can't describe the feeling I get when I drive in the 1/4 mile road.
It's as if all worries and stress just fall away from my life. It's serene and beautiful, even when it's 46 degrees and raining.
I put together an album and if you have the time and are interested, take a peek. Make yourself some tea, sit back and put it on slideshow. Enjoy!
P.S. Sometimes you just need something that makes you laugh. This cracked me up. I am NOT a supporter of lotteries but I do love bunnies.