My dad found the most comfortable hammock in the world and strung it up on the cabin's porch. While it swings gently, I can't help but feel my cares flying away, vanishing in the cool mountain breeze. If I can keep my eyes open, the hummingbirds and butterflies are a joy to watch as they dip and flutter through the aspens, oaks, columbine, yarrow, lamb's ear, and goldenrod. The stream nearby gurgles and cascades as it runs the length of the property, and the resident birds create a cacophony of happy song. The cabin is pure heaven, and there's always something new to love.