The location was perfect for a weekend away. Lush green woods surrounded the cabin, so thick that I couldn't see anything else through the leaves except partial glimpses of cars on the road below.
The air was hot and muggy, but surprisingly free of flying, biting insects. The temperature dropped as soon as I stepped into the shade from the trees, and breezes cooled the sweat on my skin.
Mornings were lovely for walking a bit. The steep hills of the outpost gave my calves a good, much needed stretch. I stopped to take pictures of plants and wildflowers that lined the road, the paths on the hiking trail, the spiderwebs that looked like silk fabric instead of concentric strands.
The air conditioned cabin helped me cool off, but the trees and the breeze beckoned, so I would grab a book and sit outside in the provided Adirondack chair. My concentration would be broken by a sudden surge of wind through the treetops, a roaring rustle interrupting the birdsong.
The rustling sounded like waves. That's when I realized...I missed the ocean.
Thank you so much for sharing this great weekend away. It sounds ideal. The video was a highlight, and I've always loved how rustling leaves can sound like water. I first experienced this in the fall at girl scout camp long, long ago. Thanks again.
ReplyDeleteSounds dreamy. And if there is a chair better designed for reading than an Adirondack chair, I don't know what it is!
ReplyDeleteI enjoy reading about your adventures and following along.
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