A couple years we got it. The year I was pregnant with James was one of the most glorious cabin trips I can remember, and the year before that was jaw-freaking-dropping. (And one more just because I love this post).
Last year we were able to get photos for my autumn header and it was just stunning. This year we never took off our coats.
This year was so beautiful in its own way. It was so quiet, so peaceful. Felt like the beginning of winter for sure, when the world goes to sleep and waits for spring. The air was cold, there was snow on the ground, the sky stayed overcast, and the leaves were... green?
Even without the quintessential cabin autumn must haves, we still had a lovely day exploring the forests we love so much and playing with our family.
Not many gold leaves were spotted, but I was able to nap in the van next to my snuggle bunny and James helped winterize the cabin, which he thought was pretty much the greatest thing ever. (Emptying the porta-potty? AMAZING in his mind! Gahhhh. So nasty).
Juliet looked like a mini flashback in James's hand-me-down coat, hat and boots. I kept looking at her and smiling, seeing her big brother at the same age. (Here is a photo of James dressed the same).
See ya next summer cabin! Already counting down the days.