if we were to buy a cabin up in the woods somewhere, this is the closest to perfect i can imagine. it's even located close enough to our home for us to go there in weekends. celebrating christmas here would be like in the old norwegian movies. and the summers, oh they would be dream-like. dear santa (if you do exist), i can assure you i've been good this year. i have even been too busy with all of my duties to blog about the things i have managed to pull through. how but that, huh? if only i had a beautiful place to go for recreation, i could be just as good next year. and the year after that. and so on. pretty please?
i'll just leave a link to the prospect here for you, santa.