Genius Loci
My cabin was always a place to get away from life. Whether it was to be in a solitude place, or to have fun with friends, it was and is still a wonderful and relaxing place to be. Our family didn't always have a cabin on our property. Ten years ago, we had decided to sell the old camper we were living out of and build an actual cabin. So, right in the middle of tall birch trees, overlooking the lake, is our small cabin in Remer, Minnesota.
I never ran out of something to do. When I was five, I would go rock and toad hunting, which would occupy me for hours. When I was 15, I found peace when I sunbathed on the dock and listened to the waves wash up on shore. Although the activities that I found interesting changed over the years, my cabin never changed. The lake was still deep and beautiful, with the trees towering over it. The inside of my cabin was still chucked full of food and friends lauging (and occasionally having a few drinks). There was always a roaring fire outside which was the neighbors signal to come over, and you can bet they will be there until about one in the morning!
There was never a sense of time, and it didn't matter. There were no deadlines, no bedtimes, no wake-up times. That is what is so amazing about going up there (although Sunday morining is aways a bummer). I cannot compare any sensation of relaxation compared to staying there. I have been going to my cabin for about 16 years, and I never once took it for granted. To me, it is the most beautiful and serene place on Earth.