At the Cabin

 These two marvelous people have carved out a little piece of heaven in a southeastern corner of Idaho, snuggled up to the banks of the Cub River.  They started with a piece of land lovingly referred to as "The Lot" and cultivated it into a spacious cabin, a two-story treehouse, wraparound decks everywhere you look, a s'more station and several trailers, not to mention the four-wheeler garage and all the fun things they provide for us to do.

We were excited to be invited up to The Cabin Formerly Known as The Lot this weekend.  The kids were counting down the minutes.  The drive is gorgeous, and once you turn that last bend, you're out of cell range and disconnected from the world.  You're ready to do nothing, eat everything and take it all in for as long as you're lucky enough to be there.

The best part about being at the cabin, and this is saying a lot, considering you're in heaven, is that cousins are there.  Come to think of it, the whole reason it does seem like heaven is because of the cousins.  The whole time we were at the cabin, we were missing Golda and Ruby.  I asked Bruce if we could come up again this summer after the girls get back.  I said, "They'll be sad they missed this."  Bruce said, "Well, they are in Europe."

I said, "Yeah, but Europe isn't this."  No matter where we go in the world, there will never be anyplace so close to our hearts as this little lot on the Cub River.

My caption:  "What strange creatures brothers are." - Jane Austen
In this case, I couldn't agree more.  :)