My aunt and uncle have had their eyes on this place for years - a tiny, reception-less getaway that just needs a bit of love. It's theirs now, and we gathered to prove it, leaving trails of pizza crumbs and wet footprints behind us. We made our mark, and it's made it's mark on me. Whenever I get to spend the day at a cabin, I can't help but feel like I might be getting a small glimpse of things to come. My future, per se. All I know right now is that August is looking full of promise. Here's to another month of this season.
(view in HD. your eyes will thank you.)