Dawn lingers, trees like diamonds.
The mist rises, the birds sing.
It is morning at Cabin-in-the -Woods.
We walked hand-in-hand in the morning light,
As we looked upon the rolling river, we knew this was the place.
The day wore on and beauty bloomed.
Lush green mountains, crisp fall air. In the Living Room the fire
The bath fills, the candles are lit, and romance is unfolding.
A time of self and a time of togetherness.
No more precious a place in all the world.
As night falls, the air takes a chill.
But When morning comes, it begins anew.
Peter, Even these words can't express how lucky we feel to have been
able to share your wonderful cabin and all of the incredible history
and craftsmanship. Thank you so much !
Truly Yours, Kevin & Jennifer B. (9/2004)