Wind whistling through the trees
Blue jays flitting from tree to tree
My loves hand caressing my face
Leaves playing with the sun
Deer lounging under the cabin
Mountain tops floating on the morning fog
Staccato drum of a woodpecker
Gaggle of turkey chicks
Yet again our warmest, thank you
May 09
Awesome
place. I am rejuvenated.
Mar 09
It
had been a soft day when we arrived at the Cabin at Strawberry
Hill. It had rained in the morning as we exchanged vows and
rings, but as we arrived the rain had turned into a veil of mist
so that it seemed that the little Cabin with the bonny blue roof
seemed to be floating on a cloud. The stone path was lit with
low lanterns which kept the mist at bay as we climbed up the
stairs to the covered porch and on into the smartly furnished
one room cabin. Every thing seemed to have been carefully picked
not only for its usefulness but as if each piece was a work of
art.
Jan 09
Reality
beckons and I must leave but not without regret. Next time I
go kicking and scratching. Thank you for the hospitality - I
haven't felt this welcome in a new adventure for years.
Dec 08
We
woke up early to watch the sunrise and it was like sitting by
the ocean - the wind passing through the trees sounded like crashing
waves and the fog covering the mountains
looked like the retreating tide. It was pretty awe-inspiring.
And then we promptly went back to sleep in your amazing bed.
Nov 07
You've
maintained the integrity of the natural here. Oct 07
Two
days are not enough ! We have never before been awakened by the
sound of wild turkeys. 16 of them by our count and they do go
"gobble, gobble".... We spent hours thinking about
how we would design our own little cabin for two. Finally realized
you have created a setting so close to our ideas of perfection
that we will just have to claim this as our getaway. Oct 07
A
beautiful place in a beautiful place. Better than a hundred marriage
counselors,
Apr 08
Paradise
does exist !! and it is Julian. There are two angels taking care
of everything.
We spent a perfect weekend.
Jan 07
When
you book a cabin on-line, you know you are taking a chance.
The photos looked inviting, but...
But any apprehension we had was immediately dispelled the moment
we walked in the cabin door,
heard the music, and viewed our wonderful new hide-away.
This place is blessed with a peacefulness not found anywhere
else.
As we read the pages of this book we find that common thread
of PEACE.
No matter where the other guests have come from or where they
are headed,
we had all found that much needed solitude.
May 07
I've
heard it's the little things that count,
but have never seen it so true until Strawberry Hill.
Oct 06
Oh
My ! What an enchanting time we had at this little cabin in the
woods.
Strawberry Hill appears to sit above the bustle of city-life,
caught somewhere between heavenly skies and rustic forestry.
Dec 06
The
charming magic of Strawberry Hill has captured yet another soul.
This escape is exactly what I needed.
Stargazing at night, thinking at one point, half asleep, that
the crickets were a CD !
July 07
One
night here and I forgot there was a worry in the world.
I was left with great music and a warm fire.
There's nothing more I could've asked for.
Mar 07
Oh
Nan and Chuck ! Where do I begin? ... We began making plans to
simplify our lives
(we even daydreamed about somehow living in the cabin forever
!) ...
As I sit here, watching the sun slowly moving across the hills,
listening to the wind moving through the trees,
I know this is just the first of many visits to come.
Aug 06
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