The lakeside cabins
Willow
The path drops through the trees and the lake opens out. Timber, glass and still water. The cabin waits at the shore.
The deck over the lake
Step out and the water is under your feet. Trout rise in the evening. Coffee out here takes twice as long and should.
Evenings by the stove
The stove ticks, the fire pit crackles outside, the light drops behind the hill. Nothing else is planned. That is the point.
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