Photography by Laura Nevins and Miriam Carl
Spring is my absolute favorite season.
"It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!" ~ Mark Twain
So when I discovered this historic log cabin as I was driving by aimlessly one day . . . .
"It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want — oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!" ~ Mark Twain
So when I discovered this historic log cabin as I was driving by aimlessly one day . . . .
I knew I had to come back and visit.
So I brought one of my best friends . . . .
So I brought one of my best friends . . . .
And we went trespassing.
I mean exploring! No, really, we were graciously allowed inside . . . .
I mean exploring! No, really, we were graciously allowed inside . . . .
Here's a bit of what we saw . . . .
Here's a closer look ~
I think these bottles are so intriguing . . . .
I think these bottles are so intriguing . . . .
We also went for a walk in the woods nearby . . . .
And while I should have worn boots, and my feet got cold, and I almost lost my car keys . . . .
It was Spring, and it was a beautiful day to be alive.
It was Spring, and it was a beautiful day to be alive.